A Demonic Symphony    

Leonel's eyes widened in astonishment. "Saya? But she . . . she . . ."

Leonel's voice trailed off, his attempt to defend Saya falling flat in the face of the glaring evidence. It was clear that no one else possessed the knowledge of their HQ's hidden location and had enough motive to expose Ren's identity.

"But how on earth could she have guessed your other identity?"

"It's highly likely she got wind of it from Alice."

"Ah, that might be it," Leonel muttered, his fingers massaging his temple in frustration. "That ghost can be such a nuisance. Should we exorcize her?"

"Despite everything, we currently need Alice more than ever," Ren clarified.

"We do? But she spends most of her time just tidying up and indulging in gossip."

"Alice's true prowess lies in her capability to safeguard our headquarters, especially considering the circumstances now. We might face players and guilds attempting to breach our hideout."

". . . You have a point. So, what's the strategy regarding Saya?"