Baldur’s face had distorted for only a split second before returning to its original expression in a heartbeat. It was almost as if the previous distortion had never happened, a flash of that had appeared for a moment.

However, Lee Jun-Kyeong didn’t miss it.

Baldur began to speak.

"I don't know what you're talking about,” he said calmly.

“When you were commanded to come here, how much did they say you could help me with?” Lee Jun-Kyeong asked in return.

“...”

“I’m asking you what the President of the Association ordered you to do?” Lee Jun-Kyeong repeated with the same level tone.

Baldur’s face gradually changed, morphing from a friendly and smiling facade into a slightly cold and stiff expression.

“To cooperate as much as possible if there's anything you want.”

Even Baldur's way of speaking had changed.

This was the weird and uncomfortable feeling that Lee Jun-Kyeong had felt toward him.

‘It was a facade.’

His true heart had been hidden by his good deeds and smiling face.

Although he still hadn’t fully uncovered Baldur’s true self yet, the other man had at least dropped his pervasive smile.

Lee Jun-Kyeong did not back down.

"Then let me know. Which of the Nile’s hosts is a Hero of Asgard?"

Baldur raised both hands in response to Lee Jun-Kyeong's repeated questions.

Before he knew it,...