"Not exactly, but I have a guess."
Han Shin pursed his lips in disappointment, and the guide flicked his forehead in response.
"I had a feeling it was from that movement," Zein said, letting out a long exhale. "The guide rights movement."
"Wow, Zein," Han Shin clapped his hand slowly in astonishment. They went there to give the guide updates on this matter, but Zein had already figured things out even though he had been basically in isolation since the day before yesterday.
It didn’t need much brain power though. For Zein, who trained himself to think the worst about someone, the movement group was the most likely candidate. Perhaps he wouldn’t be so suspicious had they only scorned him about working for a rogue guild. But they had to talk about his ’speech’ and alleged him as a ’hypocrite’.
It was clear the articles were made to attack the value of his critique and statement.
So, although he couldn’t say it for sure because he had no information or proof, he could make a guess. Indeed, his statement at that time could be seen as an attack toward the movement--or even the guide system in general. He even criticized the Temple if people wanted to nitpick.
"There must be someone informing them about how Nora knows me--knows my past," Zein continued his conjecture, looking at Radia for confirmation.
Not many people knew about this, not even the kids in the strike division. Just some, who were told to keep quiet for the sake of both Nora and Zein.
"We already found out who," Radia said, in a tone that almost sounded boring, which gave Zein an easy answer.
"Is it that same one who made rumors about me before?" Zein tilted his head, sounding as bored as Radia, as if the cliche disappointed them. What was the name--Arden? The A-Class who for some reason kept making trouble with him? When Han Shin nodded in affirmation, Zein frowned slightly. "I thought you put him in surveillance?"
"We did," Radia shrugged. "We still do."
"The interview," Zein tapped on the armrest while pondering the possibility. "Was the contact someone from the interview?"
If there was a way to contact someone under observation without creating suspicion, it would be inside the guild itself. After all, they didn’t think there was a need for surveillance inside their own turf.
But perhaps because the man had been behaving lately, they started to get lax, and forgot about the day strangers would come to Trinity; the assessment day.
"Tell it to me straight, you hear this from someone, right?" Han Shin looked at Zein dubiously.
"No," Zein scoffed. Again, it was just logic to him.
"You’re right, the one who told them about Nora is Arden," Radia explained, taking a sip from the warm tea provided by the house staff before continuing. "But the person who ordered Arden is someone from the movement, who disguised themselves as one of the applicants."
"It seemed like they sent several people, but only one managed to pass to the interview level," Han Shin added.
Zein nodded. If he had to guess, it was probably that person he crossed with red ink, who answered everything in curated replies full of fakeness. "Only one is needed to make direct contact with Arden,"
Han Shin groaned, taking another chocolate to quell his own annoyance and putting another one in Zein’s palm. "Should have just sacked him way before."
"Then it would be easier for them to have access to him, and this would probably happen sooner," Radia looked at the two people devouring chocolate with a disapproval gaze. "Since he knew that Zein and Nora worked together before."
"Ah..." Han Shin exclaimed slightly before getting back on his sweets.
"But is that movement powerful enough to employ someone with enough skill to mess with Bas?" Zein tilted his head.
He didn’t think the movement that still actively asked for sponsors like them would have the capital and influence to do something extra like this. Looking at Zein’s background was one thing, but stalking the Bassena Vaski?
"I don’t think so," Radia admitted. This was why he said they still needed to catch the perpetrator.
"They have to be powerful enough to have the guts to mess with Bas," Han Shin muttered, before shivering at a certain memory. "He’s pissed you know, majorly pissed."
Shin hadn’t seen his best friend looking that mad since Zein’s incident inside with the spirit crystal. Certainly, the snake would bare its fang if someone disturbed the tamer.
As the conversation shifted to Bassena, Zein narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the two espers with frowning brows. "So where is he now?"
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