Angor was getting really impatient. He was going to send his guest out.
Magician cursed Angor in his mind. Although he managed not to show it. "Fine, we'll leave this matter. So why did you go see Leonrick anyway?"
Angor didn't really want to answer that one. But he suddenly got an idea.
"How long have you been in Water Grasse?" Angor asked something instead.
Magician wasn't expecting a question, but it wasn't anything private, so he still answered.
"Ten years."
"Ten years… Then you must've heard of the Shadowless illness which started since last year, no? Leonrick invited me to talk about it."
"Shadowless?" Magician frowned. "Oh, I see. I thought that bastard only pretended to care about the victims and that he would simply give them up."
Angor raised an eyebrow. "Well, I know nothing about it, and he wasted his time asking me."
"Heh. So I was accusing you wrongfully then?" Magician sounded sarcastic.
