The group arrived at the second floor of the Central Tower.
An iron wall blocked their path. Beside it, they spotted a door leading to the outer section. To be safe, the nine of them split into two groups: one group of four would explore the outer section, while the other group of five remained inside on standby.
Uchiha Madara, Estelle, Olivier, and Kloe formed the exploration team and stepped out into the outer section. Suddenly, they heard a familiar voice. "I never expected you to arrive so quickly. I, the Phantom Thief Bleublanc, truly admire you!"
Uchiha Madara's heart lurched. He rushed in front of Estelle and blocked a stabbing blade!
"Ha ha ha! I never expected Joshua, famed for his speed, to display such outstanding skill. Excellent, truly excellent! To think you could catch my blade—it seems you are worthy of receiving my hospitality."
Bleublanc appeared before them. He was as flamboyant as ever, dressed all in white, like he was wearing formal evening attire.
For some reason, this man insisted on hiding his face behind a mask. To this day, no one had ever seen the Phantom Thief Bleublanc's true face—not even within Ouroboros.
"Can you accept the hospitality of the Phantom Thief Bleublanc and prove your potential to me?" Bleublanc asked with a faint smile.
"Our potential?" Uchiha Madara asked curiously. "What exactly are you trying to do?"
Bleublanc burst into laughter. "Why, to question my aesthetics, of course! Among you stands the most beautiful person in this world, Her Highness Kloe—and another who is the nemesis of my aesthetics, the wretched performer Olivier Lenheim! Come to think of it, even my eyes were deceived by you, weren't they? Olivier—the name is simply Prince Olivert Reise Arnor's name from beginning to end!"
Olivier sneered. "Not bad