Lucien was stunned, his face filled with shock, his eyes brimming with disbelief as he stared at Lathel.
"Master! How… how does he know about you?" Lucien whispered in his mind to Lilith.
"I… I don't know either," Lilith responded, her voice trembling with uncertainty—for she truly had no idea how Lathel was aware of her existence.
After all, her presence within Lucien's pendant was a near-absolute secret, something no one should've been able to uncover.
Unless…
'No! Lucien would never reveal that secret. He's not that kind of person. But… how does Lathel know about me?' Lilith questioned in her heart.
Lucien, now overwhelmed, didn't know what to do next.
At first, he had approached Lathel with fury and killing intent. But with just one sentence, all of that was swept away—replaced by fear and anxiety. That same ominous feeling surged back, gripping his mind entirely.
Lucien looked toward Lathel.
