Bab 334: A Mission

"Looks like you really want to die." Enigma said in a dry tone.

"…" Varian looked at her indifferent eyes with silence. For some reason, he felt her words had some truth to them.

Was this the infamous 'courting death?'

"I'm dead for the public, and the Sovereigns. And of course, for Kreo and Julius." Varian shrugged at Enigma's hologram.

Her mask only showed her eyes…dazzling eyes that shone with three colors. Those eyes were fixated on him as they awaited his response.

"I intend to stay dead. Or they'd probably send level 8s after me."

"Fair enough. But…" Enigma snapped her fingers and a tri-color throne appeared behind her.

She sat on it gracefully and crossed her legs. Resting her chin on her hand placed on the arm rest, she asked. "Why should I take you in?"

The air quietened down.