"This is rather shocking… I thought, so you are the leader of Ilitis?"
Zeek's glasses were still down, studying the gentleman with doubting eyes.
Ilitis merely smiled softly.
"Leader? Perhaps it would be fitting to say I am a leader of myself, but I am not. The Void Lord is. I am merely a name bearing the name Ilitis."
Zeek winced and tilted his head back.
The spiky red-haired guy, Rex, spoke.
"So you're saying it's just you. The rumored Ilitis is just you?"
Ilitis nodded.
"There's never been an organization."
Zeek yanked on his hair like he was going to go insane.
"Yooo, that is so crazy! How do you pull it off? How do you know the things you do? How come you surpass several renowned information organizations when it's just you?"
Ilitis chuckled softly.
"It wouldn't be wise of me to reveal the secret of my trade now, would it?"
Zeek nodded in acceptance, frowning a little.
"True, true…"
