Gabriel tilted his head. Her pretence couldn't hold anymore. He could see pure, unadulterated fear in her eyes.
He turned his head away. "Ahh, now I think about it. The way Godfrey and Percival barged in was strange. They did act like they were trying to protect soone…." His eyes fell on her as he rose to his feet.
"... To protect you. And your expression shows they wanted to protect you from . But why? Have I done anything wrong?" He blinked, squinting hard to recall if he'd done anything. At least, that's how it looked from Lucy's perspective.
Gabriel turned back, walked over to a chair before a small table where a chessboard was, and sat down. He crossed one leg over the other and glanced at Lucy.
"What do you know?" This ti around, his voice dropped a few notes. It wasn't just deep this ti, it was cold. His face had this plain expression, plain yet scary.
Secrets… were sothing he depended on but hated when others kept them, especially when they concerned him.
Lucy shook her head. "Nothing."
Gabriel tilted his head. "Lucy. If you knew nothing, you wouldn't act like this. You're clearly not insane, your fear is specifically toward . And it's not just you. Percival, Godfrey, maybe even Isaac. Your small club thinks they know sothing about and I want to know what that is."
He entwined his fingers and leaned forward. "You see… I don't like to be defad." His eyes glead. He activated a Sovereign Tier skill, Will Compulsion.
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