"If it isn't what we're looking for, we won't take it. I can guarantee that."
"No need to guarantee it. I believe you. Judging from those four questions just now, you're the most upright person I've ever met. Are you really not the holy son of some fallen Old God?"
Miss Bayes asked with a smile, though she knew it was impossible.
Shade shook his head.
"Since you trust me so much, we'll split this item evenly."
Keeping a firm hold on his cat, Shade carefully placed the withered yellow finger bone he had been clutching onto the table.
"You stopped the person using the relic, and I discovered this relic, so we'll split it evenly. Now tell me, what kind of relic is this? Does it really grant someone an Undying Body?"
Shade let out a long breath as the cat's tail brushed against his chin.
"I'm very curious."
"Yes, I know this relic's properties completely. After all, my conflict with Grave Robber Hawthorne goes back a long time. It happened when I was training in the Church. I followed a team out on field duty to gain experience, and then..."
She paused, revealing a desolate smile.
"We encountered Grave Robber Hawthorne and the Silver-Eyed One. In the end, I was the only one who survived. Whether it was the captain who took such good care of me, or that witty old gentleman who loved telling jokes during missions... Detective, you can count today as having avenged me. Half of it, at least."
This was the first time Shade learned why she was so obsessed with the Silver-Eyed One.
"Next, I need to dig out the Silver-Eyed One's eyes with my own hands before this can truly be settled. But let's not talk about that. Let me introduce this