My guesses grew closer to certainties when a bunch of shady individuals somehow wandered onto my doorstep.
Looking all around me, I could tell.
On top of these shady individuals, a bunch of the Empire's Guards were hunting them down. Next, a pair of demon assassins were stalking both parties, terrified of the guards, but still craving some data on the human Info-Hunter.
'…This might be a bit annoying.'
'Using that word feels oddly terrifying for some reason…'
I shivered.
Anyways.
After these hooligans,
It was a tedious process, but that was how Fleim operated. There was no outright way for it to force my hand.
