Tina, who was across from him, saw everything. A hint of madness flashed through her vacant eyes, and the clown in her hand twitched.
Dawn... Orpheus...
[You have been locked on by Melbel Osiris's killing intent. Evaluation: I suspect you slipped some cash to that bitch, the Goddess of Fortune. Reward: Survival Points +2.]
[You have been locked on by Ognian Sherman's killing intent. Evaluation: Tsk tsk, someone interesting has come over. Reward: Survival Points +2.]
Hm?
'He's here too?'
Wei'en calmly took a glass of juice from a waiter. While sipping it, he pretended to look around curiously, scanning his surroundings.
'It's one thing not to find him outside, but this hall is only five hundred meters across. The entire space is within my range of perception. There's no way I can't find the guy.'
"Good evening, Mr. Investigator."
A slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded by his ear. "Are you lost?"
Wei'en turned toward the voice, his heart jolting. "You—"
