The Devil’s Cage

It wasn’t a secret anymore that the Bomber came from Noroid Church, and Noroid Church’s notoriety was well-known.

When Nuna said she came for the Bomber, the slightly relaxed atmosphere in the restaurant was instantly intensified.

“You’re here for that Bomber? What are you to Noroid Church?” Eckart asked nervously.

“Don’t worry, I am not a member of Noroid. Although we are somehow related, it’s a hostile relationship,” Nuna explained.

However, her explanation didn’t seem to cause an effect.

Actors made it harder t tell the truth and the lies apart.

Who could guarantee the person in front of you was who they seemed?

Eckart’s hand unconsciously reached towards the folded stool.

Of course, he knew using a folded stool to face a person from Noroid Church was extremely stupid, but other than the stool beside him, he had nothing, not even a nail clipper.

Bare hands? What a joke. Eckart knew his own strength.

Compared to Eckart, who was closer to Nuna, Lyn Amie was much luckier. He was sitting beside Kieran, and when he heard what Nuna said, the makeup artist moved his chair behind Kieran.

“I really mean you no harm,” Nuna couldn’t hold back her bitter smile when she saw the reactions.

She knew how notorious and hated Noroid Church was but not to this extent.

But perhaps, because of their notoriety, it attracted the attention of those at the headquarters?

The thought bloomed in her mind, causing her to take a deep breath.

“Some things are confidential. I can’t tell anyone other than 2567, so…”

“Can you guys give us some time?”

Nuna looked at Eckart and Lyn Amine before turning to Kieran.

“Eckart, Amie, go tell the kitchen to add a bowl of soup,” Kieran said.

Eckart and Lyn Amie nodded instantly. They stood up and went to the kitchen.

Both of them knew what kind of things were beyond their league and what they should do, especially when it involved someone like a hypnotist, a person that could rob them of their free will.

“2567, what soup do you want?” Lyn Amie asked before entering the kitchen.

“Four-colored Soup.” Kieran simply uttered a dish name. The makeup artist then went in.

“You are worried about them getting targeted by Noroid Church?”

“Don’t worry, Noroid isn’t as scary as you think. They may have some despicable means, but you are also familiar with it, after all…”

“Their founder was one of the higher-ranking members of the Hypnotist Association,” Nuna said calmly.

Her eyes were glued to Kieran without blinking; she hoped to see a sense of surprise on his face.

But to her disappointment, Kieran was still expressionless. If she never saw Kieran smile, she would think that his facial muscles were damaged.

“Are you not surprised? Or did you already know?” Nuna, who realized something, asked Kieran suspiciously.

“This is the confidential matter that you mentioned?” Kieran didn’t answer, he asked.

“This is something commoners could never know, but 2567 you are, of course, not a normal person. So it would be natural if you knew.”

The tone in Kieran’s question obviously caused some misunderstanding in Nuna’s thoughts, her eyes on Kieran became hotter and more intrigued.

“Discovering you was really unexpected. I thought this would be a boring mission, but your appearance really delights me.”

“I admired your hypnotizing techniques and attainments in melody.”

“If you can, I hope to discuss music and dance with you,” Nuna then showed a sincere smile.

“I don’t want to,” Kieran rejected straightforwardly.

Although Nuna still hadn’t said anything else, it was enough for Kieran to deduce what he wanted to.

First, Noroid Church might really be a deviated product from the Hypnotist Association, but Noroid Church was definitely not as weak as she claimed, to the point that they couldn’t even stand a single hit.

Mei Huasheng was the best example. Kieran would never doubt Mei Huasheng’s integrity, just like how he acknowledged her vigilance and strength. Mei Huasheng was quite a rare case among commoners.

Second, Noroid Church and Hypnotist Association should be mutually hostile, their fights were already floating into the public. Otherwise, Nuna wouldn’t have appeared so soon.

As for how the Hypnotist Association got the news on him?

The existence of spies or other similar means would make sense. Sufficient rewards will result in adequate information.

If you couldn’t get enough information, it means you aren’t paying enough.

The third and the most crucial point, joining the Hypnotist Association would deviate from his plan.

Kieran knew what his goal was and knew how he should achieve it.

He may alter his plan because of someone or something, but Nuna and her Hypnotist Association weren’t enough.

“Sigh. I knew it, it won’t be this easy. But can I still find you to discuss music and dance?”

Nuna sighed as though she had expected the outcome.

In fact, she never thought she could persuade Kieran on the first attempt, but what Kieran said next truly surprised her.

“I don’t know anything about music or dance,” Kieran said calmly.

“What?”

Nuna looked at Kieran blankly, she hoped to see some traces of lies from Kieran’s eyes and expression, but unfortunately, she couldn’t.

She couldn’t tell the truth apart from the lies.

“Don’t worry, this is just a private conversation.”

“I won’t use this to approach you or force you into the association,” Nuna explained, but Kieran didn’t care.

Kieran turned to the kitchen and asked, “Is my Four-colored Soup ready?”

“Yes!” Lyn Amie replied.

He then brought the bowl of soup out, and behind him was Eckart with a cleaver. Compared to a stool, the cleaver was more assuring.

Eckart did not believe what Nuna said.

While looking at Kieran drinking his soup and Eckart looking at her like a fierce tiger, Nuna smiled and stood up.

“I’ll leave for the day. Time will prove my words.”

“And… 2567, sorry for disturbing your meal. Enjoy your dinner then.”

Nuna turned around and left the restaurant.

She didn’t believe that Kieran knew nothing about music and dance. The reason why he rejected her was that Kieran was afraid that Nuna could achieve her goal with it.

Well, well, you are really overthinking.

Nuna really wanted to tell Kieran that he was overthinking.

Likewise, Kieran would also want to tell her the same thing.

Kieran would not explain himself though, he wouldn’t tell her that [Mystical Knowledge] granted him the idea of reacting to her humming.

“But music and dance…”

Kieran fell into deep thoughts after that.