"Don't thank me just yet. Next comes the question-and-answer session. I hope you'll answer truthfully and conceal nothing."
Crestet's facial muscles twitched, as though he wanted to smile, but his jaw and mouth were hidden in the shadows cast by his raised collar, making his expression impossible to see.
His dark green eyes stared fixedly at Angel, as though trying to see through her soul and determine whether she was lying. Their color deepened until they were almost completely black.
"Tell me about your insights into the 'Assassin' Potion."
Angel took a deep breath. In her mind surfaced the excuse she had revised and perfected countless times, claiming she had "drawn inspiration from Ms. Daly."
"This began when I heard Ms. Daly's..."
"Stop." Crestet cut Angel off. "Ms. Daly Simone is upstairs. I can hear those words from her personally. What I want to know is your own insights—for example, how you came to summarize the rules of an 'Assassin.'"
My own insights into an "Assassin"?
Angel understood. She cast aside those stale platitudes in her mind, reorganized her thoughts, and said:
"During the battle with Mrs. Sharon, with the help of Ms. Daly and Mr. Leonard, I was fortunate enough to kill her. At that time, I felt something... Though I really don't want to put it this way, I truly felt the thrill of killing."
She did not explain the battle in detail. Before coming to assess the two Nighthawks who had submitted special applications, this senior deacon must have thoroughly read every report concerning them. He surely already knew what had happened in that battle.
Just as she had expected, Crestet merely nodded in understanding, signaling for Angel to continue.
"Then there was the operation to track the Antigonus Family Notebook through Sealed Artifact '2-049'. During that