Luca had been pursued for a simple reason: not long ago, he had disguised himself as a Lagnan Cultist and tried to infiltrate the Ragnar Covenant's headquarters—Isabelle Tower.
Naturally, the plan had failed. The reason was not merely that his scarf was far too distinctive, but that the moment he entered the tower, he had eagerly begun taking pictures of everything, including the guards at the entrance.
Oh, and he had gone back to photograph the guards afterward. That was the biggest reason he had been discovered.
But perhaps the Lagnan Cultists had never imagined that Isabelle Tower could be infiltrated. After all, anyone who came to Wigrid either had a pass or was a Lagnan Cultist. It took quite a while before Luca was finally spotted by the guards, but by then he had already filled an entire memory card with photographs. Fortunately, even when he slipped back to the entrance, the guards assumed he had only just arrived.
Yes, Luca had bought another camera, again on credit. Now he not only had to pay off his car loan, but also the loans for his camera and lenses.
"Are you French? I can barely hear an accent, but your mannerisms and your habit of wearing a tie with a scarf make me question your nationality. Do Frenchmen like Louis XIV that much? Would they rather strangle themselves than go without a tie?" Salomon said. "Trying to fall in love with young women while fleeing for your life—you are as foolish as Pangloss in Voltaire's work."
"That accusation is far too harsh. I've read The Ingénu, but that doesn't mean I subscribe to Leibniz's optimism. Besides, wearing a tie is an attitude toward life. It is the privilege of adults! Clearly, you haven't reached that age yet," Luca retorted. "And