Everyone had secrets, some big and some small. Zhao Si had many secrets, and the Inventory was only one small item among them.
On the way back to the Colosseum, Zhao Si could not work out when he had given himself away. He could only put it down to Malenia's senses being so powerful that she had directly sensed something unusual about him.
Actually, this was nothing new. The mere fact that Zhao Si had managed to steal the Executioner's Sword gave Malenia ample reason to suspect him.
He simply had not thought along those lines himself.
The road was quiet. Everyone had gathered at the Colosseum, leaving the other places looking deserted.
Malenia said, "Beneath Radahn's Divine Tower, I found that sword and the Godskin Apostle mentioned in the intelligence."
"You killed him?" Zhao Si asked.
"Of course. I didn't expect him to be so weak. He couldn't even withstand a single Waterfowl Dance." Malenia felt a little remorseful.
Striking too quickly was not necessarily a good thing.
Since Malenia had not ridden out, Zhao Si felt awkward riding alone, so he led his horse and walked beside her.
"Senior sister, there aren't many people in all the Lands Between who can withstand your Waterfowl Dance," Zhao Si said with a sheepish smile.
Not everyone was on Radahn's level. It would have been strange if the Godskin Apostle had withstood it. Perhaps the Godskin Noble, with his lightning-fast swordsmanship, could have tried to block [Waterfowl Dance]. As for the others, probably not.
At least, no such person could be found among humans.
Malenia shook her head. "I'm still far behind our master."
"Stop that. Our master passed away long ago," Zhao Si said. "If you keep praising him like this, rather than making people think he was formidable, it'll