In the room next door, the layout was the same as the room where Eve was being held, except there was no bed. A Girl was curled up in the corner, hugging her knees, with several bloody marks still visible on her face.
Su Xiao squatted in front of the Girl. This was Eve's younger sister, Yuer. From her mental state, it was clear that she had not been treated well. She had even undergone some preliminary interrogation.
Actually, when Su Xiao saw Eve, he had already roughly judged that she was unlikely to have plotted an assassination of Monarch Harold. Her body was too frail to even hold a knife steadily, so how could she be thinking of assassinating someone? She had clearly been affected by some unknown force.
However, one thing was difficult to understand: where had that dagger, which could cut through iron as though it were mud, come from? It did not belong to the Parliament Palace, and the only person who had been in contact with Eve recently was her younger sister.
Su Xiao squatted in front of Yuer and looked her over. His first impression was that something was strange—not that there was anything strange about the Girl's aura, but that she seemed strange when compared with Eve.
As fellow prisoners, Eve gave off a gentle, peaceful feeling, but there was a faint stench on her body. Su Xiao had smelled that scent on the Ghost last night. It was the scent of some kind of energy.
As for Yuer, she did not carry that scent. Yet recently, she had been the only person to come into contact with Eve, making her one of the most likely sources of the dagger.
Eve, a human, carried the scent of the Ghost. Her previous actions had