Stray

“Anyway, shouldn’t we get out of here first?” Nemo made a very realistic suggestion. “They aren’t just ringing the bell for us, right?”

Ann finally recovered a little from her trance. With a pale face, she strode to Adrian and yanked his collar open.

Nemo: “…” Ann did a much better job than him.

Adrian’s front lapel was torn apart, revealing an array under his clavicle. It seemed that it had just been branded as the wound was still festering. There was a faint silver light in his flesh. Ann put her finger on the wound unceremoniously, and the silver thread of light floated out of the pus and blood, circled around her finger twice, and finally shot away in a different direction.

“It’s the Holy Church Tracking Seal,” she explained. “I added a little interference.”

“Why betray?” There was no swing in Adrian’s tone. “This is not something you can learn by stealing.”

“Do I look like those two stupid boys?” She gave a huff. “With one line you want to figure out which side I belong to? No way.”

“You act with a superior demon.” The former Knight Commander said slowly. His tone lacked emotion, so it was difficult to guess his thoughts through his words alone.

“More like a possible ‘superior demon’. I don’t want to discuss this issue with you now,” Ann added impatiently. She raised the back her knife horizontally and went straight to the back of Adrian’s neck, but—