Vicolai raised his head and stared at "Pavaro," who was crouching before him. He froze.
"You... you... who exactly are you?"
"How strange. Haven't you already seen?"
Vicolai's eyes widened enormously. At this moment, he finally understood.
Back then, he had dared to claim all the credit for the Qi He Case so confidently because, according to the intelligence and clues available at the time, Pavaro should have been dead.
But Pavaro had suddenly "come back to life." After learning of this, Vicolai had even had to go in person to appease him and strike a "silent bargain" with him.
Immediately afterward, a Divine Servant named Kallen had appeared at the Pavaro Tribunal, quickly become an Auxiliary Member of the Whip of Order Squad, then advanced step by step to where he was today.
Moreover, he had never moved out. He had practically made the Pavarro Funeral Society his own home, living together with Pavaro's family. This had been the greatest anomaly, yet now that he understood, it seemed perfectly natural.
Because this household no longer had a man at its head.
"Heh heh heh... heh heh..."
Vicolai laughed. He raised his hand and pointed at Kallen's face, staring into his eyes.
"So the person I met, the person I made a deal with, wasn't Pavaro, but you... Kallen Silva?"
"Yes, that's right.
"I had only just borrowed Mr. Pavaro's identity then. Everything was still in the earliest stages of exploration when I ran into you.
"But after I learned that you had stolen Mr. Pavaro's credit, I was already furious. Then you came to the Funeral Society and threatened me to my face, as though you were dispensing charity. You were clearly stealing an honor someone else had earned with his life, yet you acted as though you were