Ailuo immediately shot her a sidelong glance. The scrutiny in his eyes was like a knife, nearly stabbing Lia straight through.
Lia anxiously clenched her fists and looked at Ailuo like a frightened rabbit.
Ailuo watched Lia steadily for several seconds, then his face returned to normal. "Let's talk inside."
Their figures vanished together into the flames.
When they appeared again, they had returned to the bedchamber.
Ailuo sat carelessly on the Throne, one hand propping up his chin as he looked down at Lia.
"This is my Royal Palace. You don't need to beat around the bush or speak in riddles."
As far as Lia could sense, the two of them were alone in the room.
She had no way of knowing whether anyone was watching from the shadows, but she trusted the Black Flame Emperor to ensure their privacy.
If he still chose to pass along the information she gave him to other members of the Judgment Court under these circumstances, there was nothing Lia could do about it.
So Lia took a deep breath and told him everything she knew.
"Lord Stuart is in the deepest part of the Judgment Court. You know where it is, but please forgive me—I can't say."
Ailuo wasn't angered by this. Lia had practically given him the answer already.
"The Lost Corridor..." Lia couldn't name the place, but he could say it outright.
Ailuo had already realized that Stuart was trapped in the Lost Corridor.
An indescribable fury flared deep in his heart. But this Tier 4 Wizard, so skilled at wielding Black Flame, was just as skilled at controlling his own anger.
Though he was in a high position, he knew what to do and when.
So the fury only circled once through Ailuo's chest before returning to the depths