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Everything is predictable.

Ian answered calmly.

"Ophelia, before I answer this question, shouldn't you also tell me what your relationship with Matthew is?"

"of course can."

Ophelia made no attempt to evade.

She supported her waist with one hand and explained with a bit of pride.

"I am Ophelia Famsolone, a former member of the Clock Tower Spiritual Advent Section."

"My current position is one of the 49 Master Candidates in Group A of Chaldea."

"And Mash——"

Ophelia looked at Ian in front of her.

"Like me, you are also a candidate for Master in Group A."

"From a moral point of view, I think it is necessary for me to ensure her safety as a member of Group A."

"So, please answer my question."

Ophelia's voice was not loud, but it revealed a sense of patience - she seemed to want to know the answer to this question from him.

But Ian is no pushover.

The more the other party wants to know the answer to this question, the less likely he is to tell it so early.

"Ophelia, this kind of morality doesn't make sense logically, does it?"

Ian was not impressed by the explanation.

"After all, if you really uphold such morality, why didn't you come when Mashu was here before?"

"not to mention--"

"Mashu never mentioned your name to me."

Directly point out the "close" relationship between himself and Mashu.

Make the other party realize that "identity fraud" will not work on you.

In this way, we can get a glimpse of its true purpose.

"..."

Ofelia could naturally sense that the other party did not accept this statement.

She looked Ian up and down, her blue eyes the only thing that was exposed, as if she was weighing the pros and cons.

After a long time, Ophelia spoke again:

"Well, there's no morality."

"I just think you shouldn't touch Mashu,"

“There has to be a real reason.”

Ian smiled, but his words lacked the friendliness to match.

"It would be a bit disrespectful to think that I would believe such a statement out of thin air."

Knowing that Ian is not easy to fool.

Filia explained directly again.

"Don't you know that Mashu's status here is very special?"

"Very special?"

Ophelia nodded: "It seems you really don't know."

"I don't want to explain anything unnecessary."

"Anyway, I suggest you stop contacting her from now on. This will be a good thing for both of you."

"That's it-"

Seeing Ian's thoughtful look, Ophelia thought he had listened to what she said, but she didn't expect to hear a completely opposite answer the next moment.

"Then it seems——"

"Maybe I should get in touch with her more."

"you!"

Ophelia was a little anxious.

"Didn't you understand what I just said?!"

"understood."

Ian did not avoid Ophelia's gaze.

"But I have my own ideas, so I can't act the way you expect me to."

"You really have other intentions."

"Of course I have other intentions." Ian smiled.

"I want to trick her into bed, got it?"

This is certainly not what Ian really thinks.

After all, if he really had that idea, he would have started looking for opportunities a long time ago.

The real reason is:

In this situation, there was absolutely no way he could let Mashu, who was pretending to be himself and concealing the details of the mock battle, dislike him.

At least until we figure out what's going on with Mordred, that's the way it is.

Also.

He also didn't like Ophelia's top-student-like tone of condemnation.

Only Morgan is qualified to order himself like this.

and so--

Answer this question in the way that the other person least likes.

as predicted.

After hearing Ian's answer, Ophelia, who had been able to remain calm, suddenly became excited.

"What did you say?!"

"Ian, how could you have such an idea? This is hurting Matthew!"

"so what--?"

Ian does not accept Ophelia's accusation.

"What are you doing now?"

"She is also a candidate for the Master of Group A, but she is only accompanied by Fufu."

"When she meets someone like me who is willing to listen to her, she can chatter away for most of the day, and then she still worries whether she is being too noisy."

"Even when eating, I was worried that getting too close would cause me trouble."

"And you-"

Ian looked at Ophelia in front of him with cold eyes.

"Now you're here blaming me for not having her in bed and for staying away from her, but you're not going to do anything to change it after this."

"Then I want to ask, isn't your behavior hypocritical?"

"If it's hypocrisy, how is it different from my despicable behavior?"

"Compared to that, I can at least make her happy, right?"

"..."

Ophelia didn't expect Ian to refute her so directly.

When she was secretly peeping, she saw that this person looked friendly and thought he was easy to talk to.

But now it seems that was just the side he showed to Mashu.

"Ian, you are a wicked man," Ophelia couldn't help but say.

"Thank you for the compliment." Ian accepted the attack without hesitation.

"It is a great honor for me to receive such evaluation from you as a member of Team A."

Upon hearing this answer, Ophelia was stunned at first, and then showed an expression of disbelief.

"You, are you also a member of Group A?"

"Yeah." Ian nodded.

He intentionally revealed his identity at this time.

"Ms. Ophelia, I'm afraid you never expected that a villain like me would become a reserve master of Group A with you."

"The world is wonderful, isn't it?"

Ian thought Ophelia would be even angrier after he said this.

That way, it would be a complete revenge for her previous attitude.

But things did not develop as he imagined.

After hearing Ian reveal his true identity, Ophelia's attitude suddenly changed.

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Really? I thought it was the people from Group B who crossed the line."

"..."

This sudden change left Ian at a loss.

He is not afraid of a head-on confrontation.

But if the other party gives in, he won’t know what to do.

"Are the members of Group B that bad?"

“It’s not that it’s unbearable.”

Ophelia took a sip of the wine and looked at Ian in front of her.

“It’s that everyone has something they should do.”

“Let a screwdriver design the screws, and then let a designer screw the screws.”

"The former is asking too much, and the latter is a waste of talent."

"Ian—"

"We are 'monsters', so we should have the responsibilities of 'monsters', understand?"

Ian was not confused by Ophelia's remarks.

His mind was clear.

"So you're saying that I'm qualified to take on Mashu?"

"Even if I wanted to sleep with her?"

"..."

Ophelia looked away.

"Then if Mashu wants to, can I stop her?"

"I just hope that the person who accepts this responsibility can be a little more capable. If you are a member of Group A, then it will be much more reliable."

Ophelia was not joking at all.

She really thought so.