The moment I saw Amya, I got straight to the point.
"This man is my sworn enemy."
"Is he?"
Amya, with her hands clasped behind her back, approached me cheerfully. Her lusterless eyes met mine, as if licking me over.
"Then can you explain what all this is about?"
"Yes. When I joined the Red Lotus, this man, Thousand Bloods, took advantage of my ignorance and pushed me into dangerous missions time and time again."
I lied without batting an eye. In truth, this sort of thing was common in this trash heap of an organization. Damyu had tried to do something similar to me, so it would be difficult to verify the truth.
"What's more, when I was so overworked that I was on the verge of death, crushed by the burden, he tried to sell me off."
"I wanted to take my revenge before I became a member of your family, Lady Amya."
"Hmph, so there was a story behind it."
Amya didn't seem particularly curious; rather, she smiled brightly and nodded.
"Then there's no problem, right?"
"That is not the case, Lady Amya."
It was then. A middle-aged man with long hair that reached his waist, who had been standing silently beside Amya, suddenly spoke up. When I used my Tide Sense, a rather disgusting sight came into view.