"The spell. How did you break it?"
Eleonora's magic never unraveled in itself unless she unravels it herself. Bewildered, she caught a glimpse on the dagger Leonard flipped with his other hand. The small magic inscription written on the end of his bag appeared to have been carrying other magical items besides the revolver.
"I haven't seen you for a long time, and you must have underestimated me."
"Oh, yes…"
While the witch pretended to be confused, Leonard nonchalantly patted the table. "What are you doing? If you're awake, I'll sit down and tell you a story."
The investigator stared at her, waiting, as she had made no response. "Did you bathe?"
"What? Oh, yes."
His eyes unconsciously skimmed over Noah. Upon realizing, a cough escaped his lips to hide his embarrassment. Then, turning his eyes back to his notebook, Kyle Leonard said firmly. "Oh, yes, please go up right now. I'll give you some time to get dressed."
Only then did she realize she had just gone out of the shower. Her long hair was dripping with foam and drenching the floor, and the gown was not properly tied.
Huh. The witch shrugged off the investigator's reaction. Without a doubt, she was an attractive woman, and objectively, he would be attracted to her. However, he didn't even look at her as a woman.
Well, he was a man who took no interest in women.
Her rival didn't respond very much, so Noah's embarrassment quickly subsided, and anger took place.
Let's just take a long, long, long bath.
"Then wait. I'm just going to take it."
Tuck. Kyle uttered no reply. A dark revolver banged on the table.
"In that case, I'll wash up as fast as I can!" Noah left without further words and hurried upstairs. He doesn't even see me as a human! Shouldn't he be the criminal? That cold-blooded bastard!
After a good ten minutes, Noah finished and came downstairs, where Kyle Leonard stood in the middle of the living room, arms crossed and brows furrowed.
"What are you doing there?"
"You need to clean up."
"What?" She tilted her head at the unexpected remark. What is he talking about? But realization soon dawned into her. Ah, yes. Kyle Leonard despises disorder. But of course, I have never felt the need to cater to his tastes.
Noah flopped down on the chair in front of the table. "Yes. Someday I'll do it. Clean it up."
Displeased, Leonard shot the witch a stern look. However, Noah only thought of an escape from her current circumstance.
Eleonora Asil was caught trying to dump 'her' child, which is not that big of a fuss. But, it is another story when she imprinted the little dragon and still tried to abandon it—that is a huge problem.
Kyle Leonard sat across Noah, heaving a faint sigh. She glanced at him. "So, what am I supposed to do?"
His answer came out almost instantly. "You can write a statement. One about that child's abandonment issues, and a chapter on the disappearance of the dragon's egg. Two in total."
"I am not involved, in any way, with the dragon's egg disappearance. I only picked it up because I mistook it for an ordinary egg."
"That's what the lady always says."
Noah glared at him and scribbled out on a piece of paper, only one statement. She wrote: I am merely the temporary guardian of that child, and I was only trying to send it to the capital, where her mother is, through an acquaintance, and it has nothing to do with child abandonment!
She handed the paper to the investigator, and Kyle folded it in half and inserted it into his pocketbook without reading the statement.
"I didn't do anything wrong."
"Yes, for now…Let's just say that's still the case."
What? That's it? Noah looked up at him with anxious eyes. All of a sudden, Kyle Leonard took off his uniform jacket. Why are you taking off your clothes?
"If you won't follow me, I'll have no choice but to stay with you."
"What?" Noah double-checked what she had just heard. "I don't think I've heard you corectly, sir Leonard. Could you say it again?"
"I have come all the way down here looking for you under Her Majesty's command, and the order I have received from Her Majesty is to investigate you, the prime suspect in the disappearance of the dragon's egg. Also, I was given a permit and a warrant."
"What if I will not cooperate?"
"I knew you'd say that." Kyle grinned scornfully and handed Noah another piece of paper he had left on his desk.
"This is exactly two years and 354 days ago, the lady submitted her own letter containing an apology and her promised cooperation. Eleonora Asil herself should do her best to cooperate with the investigation if the Bureau of Investigation has written her name on the list of suspects."
"What if I refuse?"
"You wrote it yourself, 'If I refuse to cooperate, I will return all of my assets to society, and I will remain loyal to the Emperor until my death as a civil servant at the end of the Ministry of Magic.'"
".…."
"Lady Eleonora, do you have anything else to say?"
Noah was rendered speechless. As she read Eleonora's self-written letter of apology, she could utter no excuse. Trudging toward Kyle Leonard, she could only say, "Well, let's clean up first."
"What?"
What?