Before the embassy, the luxurious carriage had begun to depart, the clatter of hooves and wheels gradually fading into the distance.
Shien and Roxie sat together in the carriage, discussing what had just happened.
"How was it?"
Roxie asked such an inexplicable question.
"How could it have been?" Shien said, seemingly unenthused. "All I can say is, he's worthy of being an old guy who's lived for over a thousand years. Aside from what he was willing to reveal himself, he basically didn't let a single thing slip. He hides things deeply."
At first glance, it had seemed as though Roxie had been questioning Jacinta throughout their conversation. But upon closer reflection, it became clear that the one holding the initiative and controlling the direction of the exchange had always been that Tyrant Dragon.
"I even suspect those demon twins deliberately provoked me on his orders. Before we could even start probing him, he'd already begun probing us. Seriously, he's cunning as hell. People with real power really do have black hearts."
Shien blurted out his thoughts, leaving Roxie torn between laughter and exasperation.
"That sounded a little too pointed. Don't say it outside, or you'll offend quite a few people." Roxie reprimanded Shien, but then added, "Still, Lord Jacinta really isn't easy to deal with. He deflected nearly all of my questions without ever seeming forced. He revealed what he thought could be revealed, while concealing and denying everything he didn't want exposed—and he did it in a way that made it impossible to voice suspicions even when you had them. He's very tight-lipped."
"Still, it's not like we gained nothing at all." Shien spoke thoughtfully. "From what that guy chose to reveal, we can tell he probably isn't on the same side as that monster. He may even