New rumors

Neph blinked and thought for two seconds before saying, "Perhaps you could call me Miss Pure White."

"Miss Pure White...?" Trissy's gaze swept over Neph's white robes and white hair, and understanding dawned on her face. "What brings you here...?"

"I was visiting a friend nearby." Neph spread her hands. "I noticed some new rats in this sewer and couldn't resist coming to take a look."

"New rats..." Trissy repeated. She still seemed puzzled, but asked no further questions. "I'm sorry for disturbing you, Miss Pure White."

"It's fine." Neph smiled. "Just carry on."

"Carry on...?" Trissy didn't seem to understand what she meant.

Klein, however, understood Neph easily. He asked, "Who gave William Sykes his orders?"

Realization dawned on Trissy. She chuckled and answered without holding anything back, "Viscount Stratford."

"The royal family's Palace Guard Captain."

So we've reached this point-the royal family's secret... Neph glanced at Seniors and remained silent. Seniors gave a dry chuckle. "You gave me that lead so readily that I'm finding it hard to believe."

With a mixture of scorn and self-mockery, Trissy said, "Because it's a good thing for me. I can tell that you and the faction you represent are very interested in the true schemes of the royal family and those people behind the scenes. If providing some useful leads can bring you into conflict with them and draw the real conspirators out into the open, I'd be more than happy to do it. It would help my revenge tremendously.

"Miss Pure White here, for example, clearly isn't very interested in this matter."

Trissy looked at Neph, and Seniors followed her gaze. Neph blinked, realizing she ought to say something. Then it suddenly struck her that this was a good opportunity. Smiling, she said, "Yes, you could put it that way.