Funinna, please let me steal your heart!

Lynette nodded slightly.

The wind accelerated, and she quickly retreated.

But in the blink of an eye, Luna appeared in front of her again.

"Trying to walk away like this? No way, show your true colors."

The raised blade flashed before Lynette's eyes.

"Ugh...! It's come to this..." She reached out to take out her prop, but her fingers only touched the empty pocket.

Luna opened her palm, with small balls between her fingers.

Is this what you want?

When did you steal it from me?

Lynette's eyes were serious. Even the most professionally trained children from the Hearth House couldn't pull off such a thieving trick.

And what's going on? This feeling of familiarity.

Whether it was the subtle movements of wielding a sword, or the feeling conveyed through her words...

The familiarity she felt about everything about the phantom thief, the white cat, inadvertently stirred up long-forgotten memories.

....................

The biggest difference between Luna and the other children is that she is exceptionally talented.

She did not fear her "father"; in fact, one could say she adored him.

At the same time, she can quickly master any kind of knowledge.

Especially swordsmanship, hand-to-hand combat, and spearmanship.

"No, Lynette can't swing the sword like that. She has to slash it out like this, as if the sword is an extension of her own hand."

"...What you're saying is so hard to understand."

However, her explanations regarding combat always left people feeling confused.

It was as if he were explaining how to breathe. Perhaps this is what genius is all about.

Is it really that hard to understand?

"Yes, very much so."

“Then let’s try a little competition. As ‘Father’ said, the most important thing is feeling. Lynette, you’re very good at observing and feeling, aren’t you?”

Linnie nodded: "Yes, and I have a very good memory, I won't forget."

"really?"

"Of course, I won't forget Lulu's matter either; I remember it perfectly well."

Lynette counted on her fingers: "Yesterday she secretly ate the cookies in the kitchen, and she kept secretly following 'Father' around the house. She snored fifteen times last night, and a lot of shampoo came out with every squeeze."

"...It's okay if you don't remember it so clearly!" Luna said, blushing.

“I remember everything about my family members very clearly, especially Lulu’s.”

"Alright, that's enough! Come on, raise your sword!"

Lynette couldn't help but smile.

Everyone in the fireplace house is her family, and it's perfectly normal for her to keep her family's affairs in mind and heart.

But Luna and Linni are special.

Linni is her older brother, and they have relied on each other since childhood.

Luna... was a ray of light in her nightmares, tearing through the darkness and fear of gunfire.

Even though she no longer has that nightmare, she still feels safe and at ease because of Luna's presence.

Luna's sword strike was swift.

But it's also very beautiful.

I thought she would keep her promise and always be my light.

However.....

“I’m sorry, Lynette…”

Leaving. Separation. These words should never again apply to her, but Luna brought them back to her.

...............

The blades clashed.

Why....

Lynette still remembers very clearly what Luna's sword looked like.

Light, swift, and beautiful, just like what I feel right now.

"Why... is your sword the same as Lulu's?"

Her voice was so soft it was almost blown away by the wind of the sword, but Luna still caught it.

Luna paused for a moment.

She'll be called Lulu now; it's Navia now, whereas before there was only one person.

Her childhood sweetheart, Lynette.

59: He chose between his "father" and his girlfriend...

In that instant, both Luna and Lynette immediately understood who was standing in front of them.

The phantom thief, White Cat, is Luna.

The woman in black is Lynette.

The other one is Linnie, who was once her "family".

Their presence here signifies only one thing.

"Father" has his sights set on this place, on Alkien.

I suspect that what she has is exactly the intelligence that "Father" needs.

A hint of hesitation flashed in Luna's eyes.

She swung her sword again, forcing Lynette back before stopping. Their eyes met through the mask.

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

Lynette: ".............."

What's going on? Lynette seems a bit off. Lynette noticed something was amiss.

The brief silence was followed by the arrival of support.

"Captain, I'm so sorry, we were actually attacked by the Phantom Thief..."

Xia Wore raised her hand to stop the team members' apologies.

What's wrong with the phantom thief, White Cat?

She suddenly stopped. Did she know these two people? Xia Worei's scrutinizing gaze swept over them, but she didn't care about that.

"Arrest them!"

They intended to seize valuable evidence, and even launched an attack.

These two points alone were enough for her to order the arrest of Lynette and Linnie.

"Yes!"

The special patrol and security teams surrounded the three men, armed with rifles, muskets, and several wind-up mechanical dogs that had regained their mobility.

Suddenly, several beams of bright light shone on the three of them.

Luna glanced up and saw a searchlight that the special patrol team had temporarily installed on the roof of the mansion. The scorching light shone directly on her, much hotter than the stage lighting.

"You are surrounded. Surrender now!"

Lynette and Linnie stood together, searching for a breakthrough.

Luna stood quietly in place, she could feel Xia Worei's gaze.

This evidence is something the Special Patrol needs to use to punish evil and maintain order.

The House of Hearths needs it to eradicate sin, to uproot it completely. "Father" needs this intelligence.

“White Cat, give me the evidence. You know what it represents,” Xia Wore said.

Lynette's expression was quite complex.

Who is it?

Special Patrol Team or Fireplace House?

"...I'm afraid I can't comply." Luna chuckled and put the notebook away.

Xia Worei paused for a moment: "You're not planning to hand it over, are you?"

"Yes."

"You know them, don't you?"

Linnie belatedly realized that Linette's unusual behavior, coupled with this vague sense of familiarity, meant that the phantom thief, White Cat, might be Luna.

Otherwise, Lynette would never have acted so strangely.

Luna smiled slightly at their gazes.

"I don't know her, I just think this lady is very cute."

She's even prettier than before.

"Such words—"