At that, Nobunaga drew his blade and held it against Gon's and Killua's necks.
"Aren't you afraid I'll kill these two?"
Seeing this, Cordis instinctively wanted to rush forward and rescue them.
But Killua's words came back to him. Perhaps coming here was simply part of their plan.
His sudden intervention might only get in their way.
Cordis forcibly suppressed his agitation, cast a seemingly casual glance at Gon and Killua, then turned back to gaze at the moon outside the window.
He even offered a couple of ill-timed remarks.
"The moon is especially beautiful today. But even so, tonight will be a sleepless night."
Just as Cordis was wondering whether to recite a poem, Chrollo suddenly appeared behind him.
An icy aura surrounded him. His voice was no longer as gentle as it usually was, but full of accusation.
"Cordis, you know the Chain User, don't you?"
Chrollo was highly intelligent. From the very beginning, he had suspected that Cordis might have some connection to the Chain User.
But back then, Chrollo had continued to deceive himself, repeatedly insisting that it was all speculation.
Now, however, faced with conclusive evidence,
Chrollo finally asked his question.
Confronted with Chrollo's accusation, Cordis slowly turned around. His face showed none of the fear Chrollo had expected.
Instead, he was unusually calm.
The admiration that had once filled his azure eyes was gone, replaced by a cold, murderous look reserved for an enemy.
That look made Chrollo's heart skip a beat. This was not what he wanted to see.
This was not what he wanted.
Chrollo reached out and covered Cordis's eyes, as though hiding that icy gaze would make everything return to the way it had been.
"Machi, tie Cordis up..."
"Take him away."
Before the Phantom Troupe, all those strange feelings