"Need other people to help you? My senses tell me you're thinking about running away!"
As soon as Gaius finished speaking, the Sphinx fixed him with a gaze that seemed to see into his soul and slowly voiced his thoughts.
The Sphinx could read minds?
Gaius was startled. According to Greek mythology, very few gods could see into people's hearts. When the Three Goddesses fought over the Golden Apple, they had to wait for Paris to offer it to one of them before judging the winner. They couldn't simply peer into his mind. So why could this lion read minds? The gap between myth and reality was absurd.
The thought had barely formed when the lion spoke in a lazy, bored voice.
"According to Greek Mythology..."
That's what I was thinking... The thought had only just crossed Gaius's mind when the lion opened its mouth again, making him squirm. "That's what I was thinking..."
"Heh. It is what you were thinking. Surprised? You humans recorded our powers in your myths and legends, but your records don't seem very complete."
Gaius's face stiffened. This damned lion... The moment the thought appeared, he realized his mistake and forced himself to stop thinking.
But a voice immediately repeated his embarrassing thought. "This damned lion!"
There's no talking to a demon that can read minds.
Gaius groaned inwardly. The lion gave him an almost teasing look. "There's no talking to a demon that can read minds... But you're mistaken. I'm not a demon. I'm a Magic Beast."
Gaius turned to stare at Cornelius, trying to tell him with his eyes, Mr. President, think of something. I can't handle this Magic Beast. It reads minds!
What am I supposed to do? I'm desperate too! Cornelius parted his lips slightly, mouthing a silent reply. Then his