Chapter 122: Beatrix’s Apprentices

That doesn't work on me!' Amaya smiled with a gaze that told him she already knew what he was up to. The shock he felt earlier was enough to tell her that. 

"What a cautious young man." She said, scrutinizing his face like some detective. 

"Is something on my face?"

"Hmm…nothing." She walked past him after noticing something and saying nothing. 

He glanced over his shoulder and saw the crest sewn on the back of her robe. 

The crest was that of a faceless man standing in the center of a ring of yellow light. 

Seeing the crest triggered a few memories that revealed it as the Grand Order's crest.

He sensed no hostility from her, so he turned away and headed for the library's exit. He never expected one of the church's followers to be Adrian's sister.