At the words "inside mole," the tip of the black cat's tail curled involuntarily.
Then it forcibly restrained itself.
The devils' cunning and suspicion had been laid bare during several Seven Deadly Sins meetings. It had to be cautious—more cautious than ever—to avoid having its cover stripped away in public and being hung from the Pillar of Fire.
"I think your vigilance makes some sense."
Belphegor shook the gorgeous feathers behind him and paced in a small circle before the red fox. His beak clicked as he spoke thoughtfully. "Ever since our last meeting, Zheng Qing's little group has suddenly become much more wary... I had been keeping an eye on them even before that. For a time after the New Year, they had actually been very lax. Zheng Qing included—there was nearly a whole week when he didn't carry an Invisibility Talisman and simply walked around campus in plain sight... But after our meeting, he suddenly started bringing an Invisibility Talisman to class again. Other than an inside mole, there is no explanation for such a change."
The reasoning was rigorous and sound.
The seven animals around the conference table all fell into deep thought. From time to time, they cast strange looks at those beside them, as though they could see an inside mole's true form through the masks and animal guises.
The black cat was deep in thought as well.
But while the other devils were considering who in this room was the mole, it was alert to the information exposed by Belphegor's analysis—someone who could so easily tell that Zheng Qing's group had changed before and after the meeting had to be someone around him, perhaps even someone quite familiar with him.
"We cannot rule out the possibility that their diviner is very skilled."
The Crimson