The Bomb Demon came from the Nored Church. That was no longer a secret.
And the Nored Church's foul reputation was even more widely known.
The moment Nuna said she had come for the Bomb Demon, the previously relaxed atmosphere in the little restaurant immediately turned tense.
"You came for that Bomb Demon?"
"What is your relationship with the Nored Church?"
Aike De asked nervously.
"Don't worry, I'm not with the Nored Church."
"Although we have some ties, they're hostile ones."
Nuna explained.
However, that explanation had no effect.
Actors had made this world impossible to distinguish between truth and falsehood.
But who could guarantee that the person sitting before you was not an actor?
Aike De's hand involuntarily reached for the folding stool again.
Of course, he knew using a folding stool against someone from the Nored Church was incredibly foolish, but apart from the stool beneath him, he did not even have a pair of nail clippers on him.
Barehanded?
What a joke.
Aike De knew his own limits.
Compared to Aike De, who was sitting very close to Nuna, the makeup artist was much luckier. He had been seated beside Qin Ran all along, and now he shifted himself and his chair behind Qin Ran.
"I truly mean no harm."
Seeing their reactions, Nuna could not help letting out a bitter laugh.
She knew the Nored Church was infamous and notorious, but she had never imagined it had reached this extent.
Perhaps that was precisely why it had caught the attention of those at headquarters?
With that thought surfacing in her heart, Nuna took a deep breath.
"Some matters involve confidential information."
"I cannot discuss them with anyone other than 2567."
"So..."
"Could you leave for a while?"
Nuna looked at Aike De and the makeup artist,