"You're lying." Feiluo gritted his teeth. "Night Butterfly Witch's arm—so long as one isn't blind, one glance is enough to tell it came from the hand of a formal wizard. How could you possibly have made no effort at all to investigate its origins? Weren't you afraid that she had a powerful force behind her, and that you would provoke them for no reason?"
In the Southern Wizarding World, transplanting another wizard's organs was not expressly forbidden. However, considering all manner of future troubles—including being hunted down by the other party's organization or family, as well as curses of bloodline—there were not many cases of transplanting other wizards' organs.
Even if a wizard's organs truly appeared on the market, the seller would state their origin and let the buyer weigh whether they were suitable to purchase.
Thus, after hearing No. 03's words, Feiluo's first reaction was that she was lying.
Obtaining a powerful wizard's organ yet not tracing its source, not caring who it had come from—Feiluo found that unimaginable.
"I can understand Wizard Feiluo's feelings, but please do not underestimate the Laiyi Association's capabilities. What you can think of, the Laiyi Association can naturally think of as well. Since the people of No. 2 Laboratory dared to trade this arm to us, they had naturally already tied up every loose end."
"We trusted that No. 2 Laboratory had the ability to handle everything, so we did not inquire into the arm's origins."
No. 03 gave her explanation with an even expression, but Feiluo still shook his head instinctively.
"If Wizard Feiluo does not believe my words, then at the very least, believe in the power of Truth Spell." No. 03 fell silent for a moment, ending with those words and offering no further explanation.
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