Riley tilted his head side to side and mumbled.
“Habit? Instinct?”
It was because Riley remembered what Rorona said before they arrived at Rainfield.
‘Our commander’s intuition had never been wrong. Although the ability is limited to a few conditions, actually, our commander is…’
Regarding the intuition, and regarding the conditions that limits the ability, Riley remembered how she blurred the end of the explanation.
“You, by any chance…”
Riley narrowed his eyes and glared at Basilisk. Basilisk bit his lips a little and faced Riley.
“That’s right. I… look like a human, but I’m not a human.”
It seemed it took a lot for Basilisk to say it.
Basilisk bit his lips again and looked at Riley. Basilisk’s eyes were sharp again like when he was looking at Rebethra earlier.
“…”
Riley steadily stared at Basilisk’s eyes.
The boy’s eyes were definitely well beyond those of humans.
“I’m the last survivor of Basilisks… the existence who were indebted to the Mercenary Hero Mr. Ian during the Great War.”
Basilisk brought up Ian’s name and continued in a serious tone. Riley’s eyes were filled with interest.
“By Ian?”
Riley became intrigued about the existence who Ian saved when he was called the Mercenary Hero in the past.
“The name, Basilisk… It is not a name of a nobility?”
Riley directed his gaze toward Rorona. Last time, she was wishy-washy about this question. Now, she nodded apologetically.
“Please forgive me. I couldn’t tell you about our commander back then. As he just explained… our commander is the last of the Basilisks.”
Rorona explained that it was also because of the former commander’s last will. She said she had done so in order to protect the young boy named Nara, the last of the Basilisks, from danger.
“It would take a while to explain about the Basilisks in detail. To tell you the most relevant part for the moment, they have an eye for seeing through people… In other words, they can detect people’s innate nature.”
Nara pointed his finger toward his eyes. To explain Basilisks more easily, he looked at Nainiae and asked,
“There is such a thing called the innate type in magic, right?”
Nainiae nodded as the response. Nara explained further.
“You can just think of it as something like that. I could say that we don’t look at people through their appearances. Instead, we see them through their color.”
“Color?”
“There are people who are red, blue, or pitch black. They are all different. For instance, Young Master, you are white… no, more like silver color. Ms. Nainiae, you have the white color.”
“…”
Noticing the color was changed in the middle, Riley glared at Nainiae. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
“Excuse me. Do you believe me? What I’m saying?”
Nara, who just revealed that he was not human, asked Riley and Nainiae carefully.
“Well, in the situation right now, It is not important for me to believe it or not.”
Riley responded in an uninterested manner.
Nainiae added awkwardly,
“I believe you.”
Nara was worried he might be met with hatred. He sighed in relief and continued what he was saying earlier.
“Anyway, about that man who is an Archbishop… His rear end stinks. He was purple… and I think it would be best if you didn’t go near him.”
Having heard Nara’s advice, Riley still kept his uninterested look on his face. Riley took a sip from the tea.
“I’m already aware.”
“Pardon?”
“I already know. That oldfart wants something from me.”
Surprised, Basilisk blinked his eyes. He asked,
“By any chance, Young Master… Do you have something similar to…”
Finding his question to be ridiculous, Riley crumpled his face. Riley interrupted Nara.
“You think I’m the same as you?”
“In that case, just how?”
“An intuition.”
“An intuition?”
“How should I put it? Past experience? I have seen runts with rotten behind like him countless times. I’m sick of them. Well, it’s something like that.”