Chapter 98.2: One White Face, One Red Face (2)
There was still one thing Sybil wasn’t sure about: how Liana had managed to survive after taking forbidden drugs for so long.
"Everyone, please give me a moment," Sybil said.
"Mhm, no rush. Take your time," Liana replied, though even she was feeling nervous. Could it really be something serious...?
"I’ll be quick. I won’t take up too much of your time," Sybil assured them.
Then she turned and went back into the room she had used earlier.
"...Minoga, why did you still have that bottle on you?" Liana asked, slightly surprised.
She had assumed Minoga would have destroyed it immediately. After all, carrying such a thing was dangerous if anyone found out...
But then again, given Minoga’s status as a Judicator, no one would dare question her.
"Don’t worry, Lady Liana," Minoga said. "I reported it properly to His Majesty the King. There’s nothing to worry about."
"Tch." Liana clicked her tongue. "With your identity, even if you carried it openly, no one would dare say a thing."
"Oh? Is Lady Liana concerned about me?" Minoga teased, appearing behind Liana and reaching both hands around to pinch her cheeks.
"Don't pinch me! It's sticky, sticky!" Liana protested, her voice turning odd from the way her cheeks were being squeezed.