"There's a secret like that?" Yodson asked in astonishment. "How come I've never heard of it...?"
He glanced at Alice in surprise, then looked around, his gaze finally settling on Bru Walls's monocle.
"Really." Alice solemnly took out her own monocle and held it out. "Want to put it on and see?"
Curiously, Yodson reached out to take the monocle in Alice's hand. "All right... huh?"
His hand suddenly stopped, hanging in midair. After a long pause, he stiffly forced out the last syllable.
Yodson looked at Alice, who was still blank and hesitant. Only after taking several deep breaths did he regain his ability to speak normally.
"That monocle... is it a mystical item? The dangerous kind?"
After standing there blankly for two seconds, Alice silently withdrew her hand and looked at Yodson strangely.
"No, it isn't dangerous. Corresponding to that, it could be said to be completely useless...
"It enhances theft, while the wearer can't taste food for as long as they wear it... I don't think it fits anyone's definition of dangerous."
Yodson frowned in confusion.
"Still, I think I know why you think it's dangerous..." Alice swept her gaze over Yodson and Bru Walls, rubbing her chin as she replied. "The owner of this monocle was also a Marauder..."
Watching the thoughtful expression on Yodson's face, she suddenly adjusted her expression until she looked full of piety and solemnity. Then, placing her right hand over her left chest, she proclaimed in an aria-like tone:
"He is the king of the Marauders, the Incarnation of Deceit and Mischief, the Angel of Time born in ancient ages!"
He... Hearing this pronoun from Alice for the second time, Bru Walls and Yodson, at the center of the matter, suddenly came to a realization. Yodson's face went deathly pale.
"He's