"...Since you've already heard, there's no reason for me not to speak."
Nigel fell silent for a moment and sighed.
He didn't doubt that this 'Duke Annan' was impersonated by someone, nor did he even ask.
Being a devout follower of the Paper Princess, his perception of the element of 'beauty' was exceptionally profound. He had the ability to see through the essence of 'beautiful things' and never forget them.
This was precisely why, based on a fleeting glimpse, he could replicate part of the beauty of the Paper Princess.
This 'absolute aesthetic' sense, surpassing reason and nearing intuition, was enough to transform into a special, sharp intuition.
Previously, when Nigel saw 'David,' he merely felt like he was looking at a solid stone statue—filled with the beauty of craftsmanship, as if a fine statue had come to life.
And when he saw him revert to Annan, it was like seeing the statue crack open, dazzling light leaking out from within.
