Lind turned his head and saw the old Hunter looking at him with a blank expression. He loudly questioned, "Who are you, and where is the Golden Knight?"
The Holy Grail's voice came again: "The womb will protect the unborn deities, concealing identities."
In other words, his identity was hidden when he wore the necklace. The ability was more in line with Lind's needs than the "womb of the god's birth."
Lind carelessly tossed the necklace into the Holy Grail, provoking a strong dissatisfaction from it.
It had been contaminated by filth and was no longer clean.
The necklace trembled and struggled.
"You..." The old Hunter looked at Lind with a bewildered expression.
"What did I look like in your eyes just now?" Lind asked.
"A completely strange man, his face always veiled by a mist-like mask."
Lind put the necklace around his neck and looked at the Hunter: "How about now?"
"My lord, is it you?" His gaze became a little clearer.
