"Lancel. I'll drop this matter for now."
"Thank you."
"But there's something I still need to ask. What was your relationship with Leticia?"
"That…"
Lancel took a seat across from Faust, letting out a breath as he gathered his thoughts.
She really did have a lot of questions. It had always been like that ever since the day they met.
To put it into analogy, Faust seemed to be the probing type. Someone who needed answers, not assumptions.
At the very least, she didn't jump straight to conclusions, wanting facts first, then building understanding from there.
If only all witches were like her.
There was a clear difference between a witch raised within a human environment and the more eccentric ones.
"...She was my lover."
* * *
Two years ago.
The creed of the Leviathan Group was simple. A job, once taken, was never left unfinished.
