A prickle of goosebumps spread across Milady's skin.
She finally understood why Lu Ranzhou had sent this boy to her.
"You should understand the gravity of this matter." Even though he was just a boy, Milady addressed him as an adult. "So I hope you will consider your words carefully before you continue."
"Of course!" Marco Polo said at once. "Milady, this has been on my mind for I don't know how long. I have a teacher named Finch. For the past few years, he's been researching and developing a device called the 'Difference Machine'..."
By the time the car stopped on a road by the pitch-black sea, Marco Polo's soft, hurried, and occasionally stammering account had finally come to an end.
