Cipher: Seamstress, You're Going to Chen Li's Room to Watch Me Do a Backflip? Noooo! (10K, continued)

But Cipher was like a tabby cat: highly adaptable, but with the one flaw of liking to abandon her owners.

Without restraints, she would leave home for some unknown reason before even reaching adulthood.

"To make human trafficking sound so refined and elegant... Aglaea, it'd be a waste of your eloquence if you didn't become a speaker." After hearing Aglaea's reasoning, Anaxa, who had wriggled over near the group, mocked her without restraint.

"I only wanted to give Cipher a home."

"Heh, I don't believe you."

"Still, even if the plan didn't succeed, I believe Sephalia would ultimately choose to return to Okhema with me." Aglaea held her head high, seemingly extremely confident.

"Oh, really? Then let's wait and see."

"As long as... you, great performer, don't run your mouth." Aglaea narrowed her eyes at Anaxa, who was tied up like a caterpillar.

Aglaea had to admit that when it came to using golden threads, Chen Li was far superior to her.

Besides possessing all the abilities of Aglaea's own golden threads, Chen Li's threads seemed to have some sort of power that bound enemies, silenced them, and prevented them from using skills. (The golden threads of the Miracle Card—Cleanup Master.) Enemies bound by them might only have the slightest chance of breaking free by relying on brute force that had been severely weakened.

This advantage was especially evident with Anaxa, because it made the already physically frail Anaxa even more helpless.

"Woman, what are you trying to do?" Anaxa's heart skipped a beat.

"If you don't want your mouth stuffed shut with golden threads, write a pledge. You're not allowed to talk out of turn later." Aglaea placed a Covenant Gold Coin recommended by the Friends Circle Terminal in front of Anaxa.

Aglaea did not think anyone else would