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    It was just a bit of rambling afterward while teasing with himself, which Leon knew was impossible.

    If Losvesser went to the Empire, it would be more than a single ‘risky’ sentence.

    “Good, let’s wait a while before we go digging up clues from this one then.” Leon said.

    “Uh-huh.”

    The couple took one last look at Maureen.

    The scrying magic had damaged her brain, and at the moment it had become dull and muddled.

    But the good thing was that they had gotten the intelligence information they wanted, and this traitor who was harmless on the outside but actually dark and cold on the inside was no longer useful.

    Neither of the two mouths expressed any emotion towards her, not even mockery.

    A backstabber who had abandoned her people and her beliefs, any emotion was wasted on her.

    The two left the cell.

    However, before she took a few steps, Lossweather felt a dizziness in front of her eyes, and with an unsteady foot, she suddenly fell backwards.

    Luckily Leon was quick on his feet and gently supported her waist.

    Wide, slightly cool palms held her in place, and her first thought was surprisingly, “Why don’t you lie down again and see if the dog man can still catch it?”

    If this had been before, the Silver Dragon Queen would have gotten up in a panic and then bravadoly explained to Leon that she was fine.

    How could it be so psychologically active and unemotional as it is now.

    Hiss–

    Bad.

    Hold it back and say ow, it’s really a little bit of a little couple that way.

    “Is everything okay?”

    Leon’s voice pulled Los Vespers back from her rambling thoughts.

    She straightened up and shook her head, “It’s fine, just a side effect of scrying magic, it’ll be over in a bit.”

    “Good…hard work.”

    It was the second time in ten minutes he’d told himself he was working hard.

    The Queen would have smiled and whispered, “Count on your conscience, fool.”

    General Ley’s straight soul was struck head-on by a pouty ‘idiot’ and couldn’t help but shake so three times.

    He hurriedly retracted his hand from Los Vesper’s waist and sardonically averted his eyes, “I’ve always had a conscience.”

    Lois Visser wrapped her arms around her chest and looked at him with instant playfulness.

    She glanced at the cell around here, and the bad water in her stomach flipped up, “But it’s not like a conscience can help this Queen get rid of her worries, you know, looking at so many memories in an instant can be tiring for the mind and body.”

    Leon spread his hands, “So what do you want to do?”

    Losweather grunted, “Come with me, I’ll take you somewhere.”

    Leon was alert, “What …… place?”

    “Where dreams begin.”

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