Clara remained silent, staring intently at the other person.
After being imprisoned for two days, Clara had thought she would be extremely weak, but in reality, she felt surprisingly energetic—too energetic, in fact, with no outlet for it, causing a restless and painful anxiety in her body. Clara felt that this must also be one of the ways the demon tormented her, just like the previous feeding, with the goal to destroy her will! The thought was truly diabolical.
Ybur slowly said, "I need you to do something for me."
"I won't help you," Clara responded coldly.
"Don't be so quick to refuse."
Ybur replied calmly, "I believe it is something you also wish to do... You should know that the Abyssal Cult has always been in contact with certain high-ranking individuals in your city."
Clara's gaze shifted slightly, "...So?"
"Don't you want to know who it is?
Ybur smiled and said, "I'm quite curious about it myself. I hope you can unearth that person."
"...Hah?"