"Uh..." Jenna froze briefly when she saw Lumian shoot the criminal who had tried to force himself on her without the slightest hesitation. It wasn't out of sympathy, though. "You just killed him? Don't you need to ask him anything?"
Lumian smiled and answered sincerely, without any hint of probing, "Actually, the dead can talk too."
The dead can talk too-right, he's a Beyonder! Jenna immediately realized this upon hearing Lumian's words and stood silently to one side.
And that confirms you're a Beyonder, doesn't it? I had my suspicions before, but I wasn't certain. I only connected the dots because I've drunk the Assassin potion myself. Smiling, Lumian withdrew his gaze and cut a strip of cloth from the corpse beside him. "Should I blindfold you and plug your ears, or will you do it yourself?"
Surprise and panic immediately appeared on Jenna's face. "What are you trying to do? You're Ciel, an officer of Passion, right? You should know I'm Franca's-"
Lumian approached with a chuckle and, under Jenna's incredulous gaze, bound her hands and blindfolded her.
"Of course I know you're the mistress of Franca, Red Boots. I'm not the sort of guy who thinks with his dick. I'm not planning to do anything to you-but I do need to keep you from seeing things you shouldn't. Got it?"
At that thought, Lumian curled his lips and dragged the corpse off to the side.
That rumor should just be something Franca put out to protect Jenna, but knowing Franca, she probably really does like her. And with Gardner Martin in the picture, that makes one husband and one wife.
*Still, Franca actually likes Jenna but hasn't gotten physical with her? That's not very Trier of her. Heh, university students from my sister's homeland really are a little