Lilith pondered briefly as he checked the directive that had come together with Pride’s message.
[A lure that attracts demons. The humans are desperate.]
[They developed something like that too?]
“…Impressive. I did not think they possessed such technology.”
Someone who had overheard him added a comment.
Lilith’s gaze turned toward the human mage.
[That is not all. Security has become stricter, so I have been unable to extract any proper information… but I heard several major research projects are underway.]
From structures resembling pinwheels, too enormous in scale to hide at all, to top-secret research carried out only within the Magic Tower.
Would that mage know anything about them?
[Do you know anything, human?]
“Unfortunately, not much. I know people capable of conducting such research… but at least while I was there, no such research was underway.”
Or perhaps the mage knew and was merely pretending otherwise?
[Look into my eyes and tell me. Is that the truth?]
Lilith removed the hood he had been wearing.
His appearance changed.
Into the appearance of whatever the target loved most—or had once loved.
“My apologies for my lack of virtue, but I cannot tell where your eyes are… Still, please do not worry. I truly know nothing about these research projects.”
There was nothing but hollow darkness beneath the lowered hood.
[…Hehe. Very well. I believe you.]
A human without love.
It…