"Chivalry, you are not a human."

Edith blinked. She looked at Chivalry, who was suddenly declared not to be a human, and then looked at Machi, who strongly condemned him. She suddenly understood and put her hands together.

"You know each other?"

"Companions."

Machi's concise answer revealed a lot of information. Edith quickly reacted. She curiously moved closer to Chivalry and said, "I didn't expect you to be a spider too.

Hmm, then this matter will be more convenient. "

Chivalry was indeed a spider brain. Under the bombardment of such unexpected information, he immediately digested and quickly recovered. "What's the matter?"

"Herrault, do you know him?"

"Ah, the former Number Four." Chivalry seemed to have grasped a clue, and the answer hidden behind the fog was about to come out.

"Visiting an old acquaintance and returning it to its rightful owner."

Taking the tightly sealed painting from Machi, Edith's tone was flat. No one could tell what she was feeling at the moment. "Since we are companions, then it's convenient. I don't have to be like a headless fly in Meteor Street."

"What's that?"

"This?" Edith pointed to the thing in her hand. "A painting."

"A painting?"

Chivalry's eyes widened. His brain was working at high speed, forming a vague guess. He looked at Machi, and her eyes confirmed Chivalry's thoughts. He struggled to ask, "Love Is Like a Swamp?"

The only painting related to Herrault, who didn't know anything about art, was this one that he exchanged for when he searched the world for the "Mermaid."

"You know it?"

When the name of the painting was mentioned, Edith had a strange look on her face. Had Herrault gone so far as to publicize this so-called meeting opportunity?

"How could he not know?"

Machi crossed her arms in front of her chest. Both of them looked at her at the same time. "The person who repeatedly helped Herrault locate your position was him."

There was a sudden long silence.

Chivalry averted his eyes and tried to break the deadlock, but he could only laugh dryly. "Ha, hahaha …"

Edith raised her eyebrows. "… Oh?"

He had repeatedly helped Herrault locate his position.

Edith sneered as she repeated the words in her mind.

If he hadn't mentioned this, she would have almost forgotten that she had been annoyed by Herrault's idiotic behavior. In the end, she had beaten him up to slightly alleviate this situation.

At that time, she had guessed that there was someone else, but she couldn't find that person. Now, the culprit was sitting right next to her.

Edith looked coldly at Chivalry.

Instantly, Chivalry received the death signal!

He said weakly, "I didn't know you at that time …"

Why did Machi have to say it out loud!?

Chivalry felt wronged for the first time. He had died before he could even conquer the girl he liked, and he was sentenced to death directly.

He tried to use an aggrieved tone to gain Edith's sympathy. "I didn't expect you to be the one from Dolores' family …"

"Hmm?

You didn't know? "Machi glanced at Chivalry in confusion.

Chivalry couldn't release the anger in his heart. "Of course I didn't know!

Edith didn't mention it to me! "

She worked hard every day for a small sum of money to support her family. Who would have guessed that the popular streamer's real identity was the apple of Dolores' family's eye!?

Which rich family's missy came out to be a gaming streamer?

Alright, if it was the one from Dolores' family, it wasn't impossible.

Machi's intuition told her that Chivalry was telling the truth.

Although she often kept quiet about gossip, it was impossible for people with good memories to forget these things. Thinking about the gossip that the group members had shared before, Machi suddenly realized the truth of the matter.

"Finks and Feitan mentioned that you found a new toy to pass the time. It's that Erica."

Machi paused, and a pair of big cat eyes focused on Edith's face. "Are they talking about Edith?"

"That's right.

… No!

That's not right!!! "

The answer that came out of his mouth caused the air to freeze again. Chivalry immediately reacted and quickly corrected himself. "Don't listen to their nonsense. I've never used the word 'toy'!"

"A new toy to pass the time …" Edith meaningfully repeated the word. She stared at Chivalry with a fake smile. She wasn't surprised. She had already expected Chivalry to think this way.

Even if it was as he said, that he had never used the word "toy," he must have used a similar description to describe her.

She didn't feel that there was anything to be angry about.

To some extent, she also treated this group of people as her pastime. She and Chivalry were even.

However, even if she rationally told herself this, she still felt a little uncomfortable.

After that, Edith briefly explained her current situation to Machi. Chivalry, who was forced to listen in, got the important information and started to daydream.

By the time the two finished talking, the cake in front of Chivalry had been poked into a lump of unappetizing food.

"Chivalry, come back to your senses."

Edith slapped Chivalry's back. She pretended not to notice the moment his body stiffened and the murderous aura that leaked out. She innocently tilted her head at Chivalry.

Chivalry was so adorable that he coughed awkwardly. "It's over?

Then get ready to go to Meteor Street. "

After taking in Chivalry's series of reactions, Machi decided to completely ignore this companion who was starting to fall into her trap. She turned to Edith and said, "Oh right, this thing, do you still remember?"

What appeared in front of her was a shiny black feather. The soft object reflected a sharp light, like a lethal weapon in the night.

However, the only flaw was that its edge wasn't very neat. It was even stained with imperceptible blood.

Edith's expression was complicated. She pursed her lips and slowly said, "The feather of a Slayer Bird."

"Slayer Bird?

A male Slayer Bird that only has one black feather in its entire life? "

Chivalry looked at the feather in Machi's hand. He had heard of it before, but had never seen the real thing. "I remember that this Slayer Bird is very ferocious and very rare. Many professional hunters have lost their lives in the hands of this Slayer Bird."

Edith clearly remembered that a few months before she left home, her hobby was to collect all kinds of rare Slayer Bird feathers.

The Slayer Bird had always been on her list of targets. However, the reason why she didn't make a move was not only because it was too dangerous, but also because it was difficult to find.

There was too little information that could be found. There was only a general area. Deep down, Edith refused to search for the Solo Slayer Bird in the desolate forest day and night.

She had bought the Slayer Bird feathers online at a high price, but there was no progress until her attention was drawn away by the game. She had forgotten about it.

Knowing that there was only one answer, Edith still chose to ask, "Is it Herrault?"

"I found it in the inner pocket of his clothes."

When Machi and the others found Herrault's body, it was as if he had been fished out from a pool of blood. Only one part of his body was strangely clean.

She reached out her hand and found the feather. Unfortunately, it wasn't perfectly preserved. A poker card was stuck in his body almost next to the feather.

Herrault's thoughts were easy to guess.

He wanted to protect the gift that he gave to his beloved, but before he could give it to her, he fell into a deep slumber.

Machi looked at Edith who was sitting opposite her. She didn't want to tell her about this. Moreover, if it was Herrault himself, he would definitely not tell such a thing to a girl who was deeply in love with him.

The eldest daughter of the Dolores family retracted her gaze from the feather. Machi rarely saw such an expression on her face. In her impression, Edith was nothing more than a domineering person who would occasionally show her girlish side.

Edith closed her eyes and adjusted her mood. When she opened her pair of golden eyes, she returned to her original appearance. Her tone was rather cold. "I've already made an exception and accepted 'Love Is Like a Swamp'. I won't accept the Solo Slayer's feather."

"Oh, I seem to have some recollection of this incident."

Chivalry pinched his chin and recalled the recent events. "At that time, he was in high spirits and said that he had finally found something that you were interested in. He even arrogantly provoked me and said that even if I didn't help, he would still be able to dig out your hobby."

"How childish."

Edith wanted to laugh at Herrault's ridiculous naivety, but she only showed an ugly smile. "I've long lost interest."

Her soft rebuttal sounded weak. She couldn't understand herself.

Even if it was someone she didn't like, she could still feel sad for him?

Even a person with her personality could be subtly influenced by it?

He was clearly someone who had nothing to do with Dolores.

…

In the end, Edith still accepted the Single Slayer Bird's feather, and was even ridiculed by the swordsman for "saying one thing and meaning another". The price he paid was Edith's vicious hands, and the flesh on his waist was viciously pinched by her.

Dolores's private airship arrived as scheduled. Chivalry looked at the airship with the family emblem in front of him in a daze.

He thought about the e-sports competition that they were going to participate in later. She was aiming for the prize money of five million rings. In order to save money, she was willing to take the Hunter Examination. Who knew that her real identity was a rich girl who didn't even need fifty billion rings?

He followed Edith onto the private airship. She familiarly brought him to the spacious lounge. She casually placed her backpack and the painting on the table, and put the feather in her pocket.

She sat on the soft sofa. She didn't seem to be in a complicated mood like she was in the dessert house. She gently patted the seat beside her, gesturing for Chivalry to sit over.

"Is there anything you want to ask?" Edith tilted her head. Her seductive peach blossom eyes were full of attraction.

"Although I was shocked by Edith's identity, I'm surprised that there's no problem."

After thinking about it carefully, Edith had already explained her background and purpose clearly enough. "If there's anything that you still have doubts about, there should be a few, right?"

"Then hurry up and say it. Don't dawdle."

Chivalry was used to Edith's straightforward attitude. He knew that she didn't mean any harm.

He moved his seat with a cheeky smile. The distance between them, which was originally separated by a fist, was now almost touching.

He leaned in front of Edith. At a very close distance, he stared at her with his green eyes.

"Are you still angry?"

Chivalry's breath hit on Edith's face, making her face itch. But she still maintained this distance. She didn't step back or stop him. She just slightly raised her chin, and her momentum didn't weaken at all. "Which one are you referring to?"

"Which one … This word sounds a bit scary."

Chivalry was very satisfied with her reaction. It would be better if it wasn't so scary. "Back then, I helped Herrault to find your location."

"I don't have to be so narrow-minded about what happened three years ago. What's more, you didn't help him afterward."

Edith said frankly, "However, after knowing that it was you, I was still a little upset."

"I …"

Just as Chivalry was about to say something, he was ruthlessly interrupted by Edith, "Okay, next."

"A new toy to pass the time."

Chivalry suddenly felt as if he was confessing to his girlfriend one by one, although this matter wasn't set in stone yet. "To clarify, I really didn't use this word to describe you."

It seemed like he used a "pastime" at that time?

"It doesn't matter. I saw through it long ago."

Edith stretched out her right hand and stroked Chivalry's cheek. This time, she took the initiative to lean over. The tip of her nose was almost touching the tip of his nose. "You played me, and I played you."

"This sentence is so ambiguous."

Chivalry's eyes darkened. He naturally placed his hand on Edith's hand and emphasized every word. "It fills me with reverie."

"…"

The corner of Edith's mouth twitched. She felt as if she had been verbally harassed by him.

Expressionlessly, she distanced herself from the vigilante and tried to retract her hand from his cheek. However, her hand was firmly grasped by him and she could not pull her hand away.