"Noir Novo... Are you responsible for the death of the esteemed lecturer of the Southern Empire's Magic Institute, a man who goes by the name of Richard Lawcroft?!"
This time, his question was met with silence.
A smile slowly formed on Noir's face, unnoticeable by everyone present.
'Finally, we're getting somewhere!'
There was unease in the air since the question asked was of the utmost pertinence.
"I do not know who that is," Noir stated flatly.
The expression he had on his face was that of confusion as if asking the moderator whether he was supposed to know the identity of the lecturer who he had just spoken of.
"You should be reminded that everything you say must be the truth, if not, the magic around you will react.
Noir grinned to himself.
'What magic?'
He had already disabled the truth-finding magic the moment he entered his cubicle. Not only that, but he even configured his own version of it using CODE.
