|Pffft...! Why did I even try to keep things away from him?|
|I don't know.|
Zoemi held himself back from snorting out loud, but he certainly didn't do the same within his mouth where he laughed, getting a straight-laced answer from the original personality.
"We do."
The black-haired boy answered out loud with a faint smile.
"We know that the Ghosts are planning something because they tried to kill one of their own – a member that managed to escape and is currently under the protection of the Banemor family."
He revealed, deciding to drop the pretense and just tell the truth.
"Now I am quite content that you didn't ask me for helping out during the potential fight."
Valto breathed out in relief and waved his hand.
"I am quite curious as to what exactly are you intending to use the requested item – but before we get them, I have one piece of advice as a knowledgable keeper of the archives..."
"Yes?"
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