Atlas's eyes turned chillingly cold when she announced that he was lying.
The woman in the black dress stated, "I don't believe he doesn't know. He's the closest follower of Flynn, and most times, Flynn would give out personal tasks to him."
She said with a simple info, and she turned to bow her head, "That's all I know."
Sebastian could see Boris forming sweat on his forehead, and his heart raced, which tells him that he's hiding something.
But no matter what, he will find out the easy or hard way.
Sebastian kneeled to the ground, and he crossed his hands with a faint smile, and he said, "Hmm, what do you enjoy eating?"
Boris stared at him blankly; confusion radiated from him. Boris said with a frown, "Uhn? I—I like to eat tacos and—"
Sebastian said with a faint grin, "Is that so? I like to drink blood. Blood, in fact, is delicious and sweet, unlike anything in the world."
