Losang II remained silent, expressionless, and did not respond to Belicia's mockery and contempt.
It wasn't until Belicia adjusted her mood, slowly stood up, and left the assassin's side.
"Have I ever told you about my past before?"
She looked towards the faint light in the corner, leaving only an elegant silhouette to her captive.
Her past...
Losang II frowned slightly.
"Yes."
More than once.
"It's just that I don't know..."
Losang II raised his gaze, scrutinizing the back that had once been so familiar:
"which words were true."
A moment of confusion flashed through Belicia's eyes.
"Of course..."
She immediately smiled, crossed her arms, and turned her head:
"All lies."
All made up.
Losang II fell silent in the darkness for a while.
"No wonder."
He said with realization:
"No wonder every sentence sounded so plausible."
Belicia let out a snicker.
For a moment, Losang II seemed to see again the girl who sat on the rooftop with him in mutual silence.
