Gwen

"Since that's the case," Gwen mustered his courage and said, "then why don't you just—"

"This disaster definitely has something to do with Silver Lamp. Ash is down there; he must be thinking of a way to solve it. Black Crow and Harvey are definitely on their way too, and maybe they have a way." Igula said, "I told you, I know what you're thinking. Don't think that just because you can be my assistant, you get to make decisions for me on your own."

"But I'm only your captive," Gwen said. "You don't have to—"

"Because you still have value to me, just like Black Crow and Qikala." Igula said coldly, "Haven't you noticed? The three of you are all bound by heavy shackles. Qikala's is a contract, Black Crow's is the friendship Ash gave him, and you—do you think I don't know you like me?"

"You heard Ash mention it during idle chatter too. We used to be inmates in the same prison. Interestingly enough, we were all imprisoned for manipulating others. Harvey controlled the dead, Ash controlled believers through religion, and I was a Fraudster who toyed with feelings."

"People like you used to rank past thirtieth in my contacts list. It was only because I was in Senro, unfamiliar with the people and the place, and because you were somewhat useful, that I spent a little effort on you." The Fraudster said, "Those casual shows of concern, those sudden bouts of coldness, those compliments, that impatience—they were all just methods to make you fall for me."

"I just didn't expect it to be this easy. When it comes to emotional relationships, you Senro People are as simple as your fantasies about the stars. There's no shackle better than feelings. I only needed to touch the softness