Chapter 48: Genius Euénie
"Ask away." Euénie sat on the bed, generously offering herself up for questioning, as if Yann, not she, were the one being interrogated.
To an outsider unaware of the situation, it might seem plausible that Euénie was interrogating Yann instead. After all, Yann's appearance...
"Firstly, what is your name?" Yann posed a question of very little sophistication.
"Didn't I already tell you my name when you brought me into this room? I am Euénie Vitbach, not a Lolita, and certainly not a blue-haired one!" Euénie cared deeply about how others addressed her.
"Ahem, next question..." Yann coughed, "What is your identity, and why did you come to assassinate Niya and me?"
"I am an assassin, a hired killer. Call me what you will. As for why I came to assassinate you, someone commissioned me. Yes, five hundred gold coins for Niya's head."
Euénie's straightforward answer left Yann somewhat dumbfounded. He had expected the interrogation process to be akin to those depicted in television dramas or literary works, where harsh interrogation methods were used.
"What is your relationship with Novgorod?" Through his psychic power observation, Yann surreptitiously penetrated the domain of Lugansk Zoia to eavesdrop and observe, learning about Euénie's relationship with Novgorod.
Yann asked Euénie again to confirm whether she was lying.
"He is my mentor," Euénie replied bluntly without hesitation.
"..." Yann fell silent for a moment. "Aren't you supposed to keep that confidential? Aren't you curious why I would ask such questions?"
Euénie twirled her hair. "Since you can ask such questions, it means you must know that Novgorod and I have a special relationship. Two people who have nothing to do with each other shouldn't have any connection, yet you know there is one between us. Whether I say it or not, you already know. It's better for me to be honest."
Euénie's logic was sound, so sound that Yann couldn't argue!
This was true intelligence, inferring so much from one's own words. Who said people from other worlds, under the influence of the protagonist's halo, were all fools? Despite being a lolita, Euénie's mind worked faster than ordinary people's.
"Onto the next question. Who sent you to assassinate me and..."
Yann's words were cut off by Euénie.
"Engim Sahm of the Sahm family, the deputy governor of the Eastern Province, and also the largest warlord and political faction in the entire Eastern Province." Euénie's response was just as direct and rapid as before.
"You're being too cooperative! Don't assassins have to adhere to professional ethics? Is it really appropriate to disclose the identity of your employer so easily? You're not very professional!"
This time, it was Yann who felt the interrogation collapsing. Was this really an interrogation? It felt more like casual conversation, akin to "nice weather today, have you eaten?"
"Firstly, I'm not a professional assassin. I only come out when I'm short of money or when ordered by my master. So, I'm not a professional killer," Euénie extended her second finger, "Before assassinating both of you, I collected information about you. The information showed that Niya is just an ordinary person, and you are nothing more than an undead warrior, now a disgusting tentacle monster! The only person who could afford to hire a killer to assassinate you is the Sahm family. Even if I don't say it, you could guess it's them. Moreover, they have a history of interfering with you."
Yann fell silent again. He keenly felt a sense of defeat, like a child who didn't know how to play in the corner!
In this comparison, Yann realized how unsuccessful his life was!
"How old are you?"
"Fourteen. So what? Look down on me? I'm an experienced assassin!"
"A fourteen-year-old Tier Five Level Nine Magician," Niya exclaimed from the side.
A fourteen-year-old Tier Five Level Nine Magician! This wasn't just talent; it was monstrous! Plain and simple!
Niya, who was seventeen years old, was only a Tier One Level One. The most talented seventeen-year-old geniuses in the academy were at most Tier Two Level Eight. Perhaps there were even more formidable geniuses in the inner court, but none could compare to such a monstrous talent!
A fourteen-year-old Tier Five Level Nine Magician was a once-in-a-decade genius on the entire continent. If this genius didn't make any mistakes, they would surely become an esteemed-level existence in the future!
"Hmph." Hearing Niya's exclamation, Euénie snorted triumphantly.
"Even so, didn't I still catch you?" Yann chuckled lightly.
"One more question. What is your magical attribute?" Yann asked solemnly.
During the previous battle, all the magic Euénie used, whether it was fireballs or earth spikes, was blue. Blue flames, blue earth elements...
As everyone knows, each person has a certain magical affinity, a proficiency with a certain magical element, which determines their magical attribute.
Furthermore, all magic became much more powerful after being imbued with blue. If it weren't for Yann's last-minute counterattack, it's hard to say what the outcome would have been.
For example, Novgorod's proficiency was in the dark magic of necromancy, so his magical attribute was death.
During the battle, Yann had been frantically pondering, searching through his vast amount of stored information for magical elements colored blue. But in the end, he found no relevant data.
This was somewhat terrifying. Yann was renowned for his vast knowledge, having the accumulated wisdom of tens of thousands of years as a renowned sovereign-level lich. But in his mind, there was no information about Euénie...
What kind of person was Euénie?
"Magical attribute? Oh, you mean the blue magical elements? That's not a magical element; it's just my special constitution."
Euénie's words woke Yann from his reverie. Suddenly, Yann's train of thought became clear.
He had been stuck in habitual thinking, always wondering about Euénie's magical attribute. So, he had been at an impasse. But Euénie's simple words enlightened Yann.
From birth, some people are born with stronger or weaker constitutions, which is the difference in ordinary people's physical constitutions. But in the world, there are always lucky ones whose constitution is different from ordinary people's. They are born with the potential to cultivate!
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