Lust’s sincere voice was dripping with sweetness. It was too shallow to shake Theo’s composure, but the temptation accompanying Lust’s power could also capture a transcendent. She looked like Sylvia, but Lust was so different from Sylvia. The hand gestures she made using the long white fingers and the eyes that curved like crescent moons when smiling... The whisper that rose in volume and then suddenly dropped sounded eerie.

“Theodore Miller.”

Theo hated the way Lust called out his name. “What?”

“Before discussing the terms, is there anything you want to hear from me? I will answer any questions honestly if I can.”

“... I see. Then I won’t hesitate.” Theo took a breath and pointed at her. “Why her? Why did you take Sylvia Adruncus?”

That was it. It was the question he couldn’t solve, and the reason he had been caught by Lust. If he knew what Sylvia was worth to Lust, he wouldn’t have allowed her to act alone.

Lust giggled, “She was worth using for two reasons.”

Throw frowned. “Worth using?”

“Oh, I’m not talking about the usefulness of a magician. The magic system of the West Continent might be...