Funinna, please let me steal your heart!

Luna did not respond, but continued the conversation.

"You sound like you think she's great?"

Why do you keep asking this?

Has the special patrol team arrived yet?

If they don't come soon, they'll have to do it themselves... Navia decided to try to stall for a while longer and made preparations.

When asked about this, Navia puffed out her chest and said proudly, "Of course! Lulu is a partner I can be proud of, and I am her best assistant."

"That's it."

Navia felt that the phantom thief's eyes had become a little gentler.

But it was like an illusion, fleeting and ephemeral.

"Ah....."

"What are you laughing at again?" Navia asked, puzzled.

"I just feel that some issues really do need to be viewed from a different perspective. Thank you for answering my question, Miss Navia." Luna adjusted her non-existent skirt and gave a ladylike curtsy.

The answers to questions asked by a phantom thief are always more authentic.

Luna understood this in that instant.

Of course, if she had asked Navia directly, she would have gotten the same result, without a doubt.

"...You're welcome. If I had to say something, I'd like to thank you."

"Why?" Luna asked, feigning ignorance.

Without the slightest hesitation or concern, Navia said earnestly, "Because you defeated those who sold Les and saved many people, I think you did a great job that time."

"But you don't think I'm a hero, do you?"

"Of course not!"

Navia's tone became inexplicably agitated: "Because you've started stealing other people's treasures again, haven't you?"

"Your strength and ability can be used on a better path! You can become a hero that everyone admires and respects..."

She said this, and all she received in return was a gentle smile from Luna.

"and then?"

“Then…” Navia was speechless for a moment.

“Miss Navia, you seem to have some expectations of me. Is it because I took down those filthy people last time? But unfortunately, all I want are their treasures.”

Luna drew the pistol from her waist, its barrel gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

Navia felt a sting when she looked directly into the cold light.

She couldn't argue.

Indeed, she may have already secretly harbored expectations for the phantom thief, White Cat.

They assumed she possessed a kind and righteous side, and that her actions in defeating the Les trafficking gang stemmed from that lingering sense of justice within her.

But that wasn't the case.

Navia pursed her lips, took a breath, and whispered, "...If you want it, I can give it to you."

"Ok?"

"If you turn yourself in and then come back and join the Rose Society, I'll find a way to get you any treasure you want."

I remember Xia Wore said something similar before.

Use treasures to exchange for information.

Luna asked with interest, "For what?"

"Of course, it's to help more people! That's the reason why the Rose Society exists. For that reason, I would even want a cat's paw."

"I want the rose bushes my father left behind to return to their original state."

Silver lifted his sunglasses and wiped his eyes.

Tears fell.

Myles' expression was complicated: "Young Miss..."

Luna: "..................."

Whether it's Navia or Shavorei, they are essentially the same kind of people.

And perhaps that is why she always turns her attention to them.

Luna raised her pistol.

The significance of this action is self-evident.

"Why?" Navia asked in a low voice.

"Want to hear the truth...?"

"Tell me the truth. Tell me the truth and your thoughts, let me understand you. Only in this way can I make the same choice that Lulu said, one that I will never regret."

Luna's lips parted slightly.

But in the end, it just turned into a familiar smile.

There's no reason.

A beam of light that tore through the night sky crashed down, and Luna immediately jumped back to dodge.

Bang! A dull, heavy explosion rang out, and fragments flew everywhere.

Navia gripped the axe handle tightly, pulled the blade out of the floor, exhaled deeply, and revealed her eyes beneath the brim of her hat.

Firm, powerful... with a hint of regret.

“I understand. In that case, I have no choice but to send you to the trial, Phantom Thief White Cat.”

Luna drew her one-handed sword, raised it to her front, and the blade gleamed with a cold light.

"That's right. If you can catch me, I'll do anything you want—provided you can actually do it."

44: Sherlock Holmes vs. Watson

White Cat the Phantom Thief is a well-known figure in Fontainebleau.

No one knows her code of conduct, but the truth she herself has said is—there is no reason.

Do people really do something without any reason?

Navia had this untimely thought, perhaps it was intuition, or perhaps just aimless daydreaming... She admitted that she had some expectations for the phantom thief, White Cat.

But the phantom thief will not act according to anyone's expectations.

Although she always had a smile on her lips, she didn't come across as approachable.

Proud and elegant... just as sharp and ruthless as the sword she wielded.

A flash of sword light, and several strands of golden hair danced in the air.

Navia stopped her retreating steps, her eyes serious.

"It's incredibly fast..."

Although the way to use wind elemental power is very simple, with Luna's physical coordination, sudden acceleration and deceleration are a piece of cake.

Every movement is extremely fast.

"Young Miss..."

Navia glanced back at the members of the Rose Society lying on the ground.

The moment the battle began, Luna charged at them, using simple yet incredibly precise punches and kicks to knock them to the ground one by one.

Silver and Miles were among them.

Navia smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't lose!"

But whether they can win remains to be seen.

Luna ran her hand over the sword and chuckled, "Miss Navia, would you like to put down your weapon and come with me for a drink? It's on me."

“I’m sorry to refuse, but I’m not in the mood for that until I’ve got you.” Navia picked up the parasol.

It's called a parasol, but it's actually a gun.

More accurately, it is a shotgun...

Pull the trigger, load, fire, and several powerful rock element shrapnel projectiles will blast away any enemies blocking her path.

The fact that such a weapon would be used indicates only one thing—Navia is serious.

"Surrender, Phantom Thief White Cat!"

She kicked the axe away, and the spinning blade hurtled straight at Luna's face.

"Despite being a young lady from a wealthy family, her fighting style is elegant yet savage," Luna said, as she took a step forward and kicked the axe back.

The wind element gathered at the feet easily blasted the axe blade away, but its force was controlled with great precision, and the axe blade only fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

Navia was no longer there.

Sensing the approaching presence, Luna looked up.

"A surprise attack from the front!"

The tip of the umbrella shone brightly, and the next second, several shrapnel projectiles burst forth.

"Now you can't escape!" Navia thought to herself.

But to her surprise, Luna suddenly transformed into a water bird, launched herself off the ground, and flew up like a meteor, whirling past shrapnel.

"Water element!?"

How is this possible, to control two elemental forces simultaneously...?