Crimson Shadow stared at him, her expression still wary, and said:
"Then why are you working against me? What do you want my Vessel for? You can't even use it, so why are you stealing my things?"
Lin En looked utterly innocent.
"Oh, that? Of course I did it to get your attention. It wasn't really stealing, either. I was just keeping it safe for you temporarily. If I hadn't done that, how would you have come here to keep me company? I did it because I love you."
Lin En continued his sweet-talking.
Crimson Shadow frowned. Something felt wrong. She stared at him and said:
"Love? Why do you love me? I've never even met you before!"
Lin En immediately tilted his head upward at a forty-five-degree angle, a trace of moisture appearing at the corners of his eyes, along with just a hint of sorrow.
"Ah, that's another story from a very, very long time ago."
Lin En immediately activated his ability, unleashing the full power of his talent for spinning lies. He fabricated a long, heartbreakingly beautiful love story between himself and the King of the Red Moon, involving past lives, their present lives, and separation in life and death. He told her all about their supposed "experiences": how he had descended hand in hand with the Red Moon, and how those cruel Gods had hunted them down and forced them apart.
His telling was so vivid and heartfelt that not a trace of falsehood could be detected.
When he finally reached the part where he had watched helplessly as the Red Moon fell, and had himself been hunted into the Warp, he nearly burst into tears.
Then, at the very end, he changed tack.
"That's why I returned after lying low for countless years-to see whether