The Fraudster Doesn't Want to Talk to You

Black Crow coughed up two mouthfuls of filthy blood, fresh blood running out along the grooves of his Raven Mask. He stared blankly at the Fraudster in front of him, who had blocked all the damage. He was not surprised that someone had come to save him; he was surprised that the one who had come was actually Yin Gula, the person he got along with the worst.

He suddenly remembered something and hurriedly turned his head to look around.

"Sorry to disappoint you, but Ash didn't come back with us," Yin Gula said calmly. "After I told him the necessary intel, I let him and Gwen keep looking for Silver Lamp..."

"But Mr. Ash knew Mr. Yin Gula was coming back to protect you, so he had me come back too." Gwen quickly finished bandaging Black Crow. Black Crow's body could not be directly affected by Spell Spirits, so this was the only way she could treat his wounds. "He said he could deal with Silver Lamp by himself."

"In every sense, I believe he has that confidence," Yin Gula said. "I even think we'd only get in the way of him 'subduing' Silver Lamp, so we might as well come back and save you, you crow in such a hurry to die."

"But why did you come back?" Black Crow could not help asking. "I clearly said I'd keep Tano Mu tied down."

"You thought that just because you didn't show your face, didn't show your eyes, and distorted your voice, you could hide your thoughts from me—a Fraudster from Blood Moon, a Saint Domain Artificer of the Mind School?" Yin Gula sneered. "You hid it so well, but haven't I still been able to make you cry when I wanted you to cry and laugh when I