Elliot hesitated for a moment, then abandoned the idea.
Deceiving her might not be difficult, but how could he make use of her?
Her mental state was far from normal. However powerful she was, she would be difficult to control.
What normal person killed herself the moment she met someone?
A lunatic like this was a ticking time bomb. There was no telling when she would explode, and one careless move could leave him splattered with blood.
Things were going well for him in the Hearthfire District. He had absolutely no desire to get involved with these people from the Rose Cross.
Having made up his mind, Elliot chuckled and shook his head. "You're mistaken. I'm not some Great Being. I'm just... a member of the Raven Parliament."
"Yes, yes!" Lillian nodded vigorously. "I understand, my lord. Is there anything I can do for you?"
Elliot frowned. This was nothing like what he had imagined.
He had specifically taken on this appearance to pretend that the Raven Parliament was a large organization with many members.
But why did Lillian seem not to have noticed at all?
Had she forgotten what the Wheelchair Gambling God had said earlier?
Elliot decided to remind her.
"You've met V, haven't you?"
"Yes. I never imagined she was your avatar," Lillian answered immediately.
"She isn't my avatar. She's another member of the Raven Parliament."
"Of course, no problem. I understand, I understand..." As though something had occurred to her, Lillian looked even more earnest and bowed still lower on her knees. Elliot's face twitched. Why did it feel as though this had backfired?
Who knew what went on inside her head? These lunatics really were beyond reason.
He glanced at Lillian, who was practically lying on the ground. "Aren't you... going to stand up?"
Lillian