64 A Warm Invitation (1/2)
She sure that the drug had taken affect by now and that with a small suggestion, the boy would fall her charms. After all, she'd never failed to catch a man, much less a little brat who was wet behind the ears like the one in front of her.
A little teasing here, a couple of passionate gazes there — that was all it often took to get men to bend to her will. In due time, she'd come to add the boy her list of conquests…Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please clickfor visiting.
...Or so she had thought.
”Hey, um, I don't know if I right to tell you this... but you should value yourself more. It isn't very becoming of a beautiful girl like you to jump onto every new man you see. But then again, it's your body so you have full rights to do what you want with it...” said Reed with an embarrassed look on his face.
What...? The drug hasn't taken affect?! That's... not possible! How?!
Testarossa immediately pulled back and chuckled dryly in response. Suddenly, the Anima in the room swirled into action and she said, ”Alright, I'll admit it. You got me good but don't think that you'll be able to walk free so easily, so let's drop the act and get to business. Answer my questions, or else I'll get persuavive. Why are you here? What are your intentions? Who sent you?”
Reed stared at her with a confused expression and said, ”What are you talking about? Didn't you invite me to your cafe yourself?”
I don't get this woman at all!! One moment she's seducing and in the next, she's interrogating me?! What the hell's wrong with this broad?
Thin, almost invisible, razor-sharp webs made of Anima surrounded the pair in an instant, gleaming dangerously whenever sunlight hit them in just the right way. Testarossa had used one of own personal techniques, Widow's Prison, to lock down any avenues of escape.
”A smart-mouth, eh? You're awfully calm for someone who's a step away from disappearing, you know? The North must be really full of themselves to have sent a greenhorn out into the field. They must be running out people out there in those frozen wastelands to have sent a under-trained rookie like you to here,” said Testarossa as she carefully manipulated her web around Reed to lock him in even further.
Reed started laughing uproariously like a madman when he finally realized what he had gotten himself in and said, ”Oh, for fuck's sake! Of-fucking-course I'd get myself into something like this on the first day!”
She calmly stared at him as she watched how he'd react, to check whether he could be broken into. The Order could not trust, nor use those who had already been subjected to high-level brainwashing or hypnosis techniques by other organizations.
Any individual already under the effect of a technique like that might be a sleeper cell sent to unknowingly infiltrate and recover any information on the enemy. That was the last thing the Order needed on its hands, so it was highly cautious of who could be allowed into their ranks…
For now, at the very least, she could not detect any abnormal fluctuations that indicated spiritual or mental tampering. Her unique eyes allowed her to see through all manner of things, at the cost of being especially draining on her mind.
Still, it was why her kind, the Avunians, were considered to be among the best for intelligence and reconnaissance missions — why a vast majority of the spies working for the Eastern Empire were Avunians.
”I can vouch for your safety if let me help you. Tell me everything you know and I'll make you'll be treated right. If you can give me something good, I might even be able to make a case to have you inducted into our ranks,” said Testarossa in attempt to sweeten the deal.
It was a small chance, but getting decent intel and a potential gem like the boy, who was clean, would be an enormous boon for her. Not promotion-worthy, but still considerable.
It seems like I've gotten myself tangled up with a real life femme fatale! A beautiful spy working for the East... was the first person I met on my journey. But this might also work, too, if I think about…
Something Lacrima said a while back echoed in the back of his head and resonated with him. He would have to thank her later for the inspiration.
Reed sighed deeply in resignation and said, ”Alright, fine. I get it. I'll tell you, so stop playing around with the wires, okay? It's not like I'd be able to outrun you anyway, right?”