Worst of all, was that Noir had not been seen telling a lie even once, proving his innocence.
"S-so you're saying... whoever you tried to apprehend was the one who killed Richard...?!" Julian Resoor retorted, now trying to walk on safe grounds.
"Correct. If he wasn't dangerous, I wouldn't have dared come into the Institute." Noir smiled.
Noir's eyes met Trevor, who slightly recoiled upon meeting his gaze. Trevor had his separate thoughts on the matter since he had confronted Noir before.
'This guy... is lying!' His mind rang.
Noir had already infiltrated the Institute before last night, and even had a match with him Trevor knew all this, yet he was amazed as to why none of Noir's statements, even the false ones were registered as lies.
'It must be due to his Bloodline Magic that nullifies all other magic... I see...'
Noir must have somehow interfered with the truth-seeking magic and was able to get things to flow in his direction. Such was Trevor's thoughts.
