"You can come out now."
In the deathly silent room, Lin Qiye let out a soft breath. A wisp of haze mixed with the air as it curled out, swiftly taking the form of a figure draped in a black cloak.
Number 27 stood in the dim shadows. After a long while, he finally spoke in a low voice:
"The lingering aura of lightning is nearby..."
"Thor's temple is right next door. Of course his aura would be here." Lin Qiye glanced at Asgard, shrouded in hazy moonlight beyond the window. "The most dangerous place is the safest place. Stay here and recover. Thor won't discover you anytime soon."
He turned and sat down at the table. Number 27 was still standing in the shadows of the corner like a statue, and Lin Qiye asked in puzzlement:
"Aren't you sitting down?"
"I can recover faster in the shadows," Number 27 said hoarsely. After a brief pause, he took the initiative to say, "You shouldn't have risked hiding me inside your body."
"Why not?"
"I help you kill gods, and you help me find someone. That is our deal... Our deal never required you to save me."
"My assassination failed. You could have abandoned me completely to protect yourself. There was no need for you to take that risk."
After hearing Number 27's solemn words, Lin Qiye was stunned for a moment before smiling helplessly.
"There's no need to be so rigid about it. I only saved you because it was convenient."
"This is not rigidity. It is respect for the contract." Number 27's voice was more serious than ever before.
"...Think whatever you want."
Lin Qiye had figured it out. Number 27 was probably rather stubborn, so he simply stopped dwelling on the matter and asked instead:
"By the way,