Hiri controlled the Orange Cat to use order magic to move Lietta, who had fallen by the roadside, back to the sewing gang’s base.
“As the incarnation of the gray fog, why does she look so much like Fuya?”
Carrie moved a chair to sit next to Hiri. Through the Orange Cat’s perspective, she looked at Lietta, who was unconscious on the sofa.
Carrie had learned a thing or two about madam Caesar’s ability to read people. Among them were facial features and expressions to determine the relationship between the two, superficial friends, siblings, adoration, and other complicated relationships.
As for the girl lying on the sofa, Carrie was certain that the relationship between her appearance and Fuya should be that of a sister, or a twin sister that looked especially alike.
“I also want to know. Thousand-face went to the kingdom of demons to ask Fuya, but there’s still no news... maybe he didn’t bring enough snacks.”
