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“Of course, there’s also the fact that we can’t guarantee the meeting location ispletely secure,” Ludwig, added, raising his brows slightly. “If outside forces discover any connection between us and Abyssal Choir, it won’t end well…”
“So,” he said, lips curling into a faint smile, “covering your face and concealing your appearance will save you a lot of unexpected trouble.”
Jean’s mouth twitched. “This is starting to feel like a heist…”
Ludwig’s smile widened. “Well, it’s not exactly a clean, aboveboard affair.”
Jean let it go. Her gaze shifted to his arm-
“How’s your injury?” she asked seriously, her eyes glinting with concern.
Ludwig raised a brow, his long, sharp eyes rxing into something a little morenguid. “I’m not made of * ss. I’m fine.”
Jean nodded thoughtfully. “Ah, youth.”
In just a few days, Ludwig had practically made a full recovery.
Dominic, on the other hand, had a long road ahead of him.
Of course, Dominic’s injuries were more serious not much that could be done about that.
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“Alright, we’ve gotta get going,” Ludwig said, ncing at the clock on the wall.
Jean instinctively touched her face, a trace of confusion flickering in her eyes. “But how am I supposed to hide my face?”
“Am I supposed to use disguise magic or something?”
Ludwig lowered his eyes slightly, bringing himself to eye level with Jean. “It’s not thatplicated…”
He gave azy, catlike smile, the usual sharp coldness in his features softened. “A mask will do.”
“A mask?” Jean blinked in surprise. “That simple?”
Ludwig shot her a side–eye, a cool glint catching at the corner of his gaze. “What, you thought it’d be some grand operation?”
Jean pressed her lips together, then suddenly seemed to think of something. She looked him up and down. “Wait. Why don’t <i>you </i>have to cover up?”
“You get special treatment?”
Ludwig chuckled like he’d just heard a good joke, his eyes curving with bright amusement. “Because everyone already knows who I am.”
Jean was speechless.
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“My face is known to everyone. My real identity’s never been a secret,” Ludwig said with a casual shrug. “So there’s no point trying to hide it.”
Fair <i>enough</i>.
The infamous “troublemaker prince” probably became public knowledge the second he joined Abyssal
Choir.
He had no need to stay anonymous.
With that in mind, Jean didn’t argue. She turned toward the storage cab nearby.
She opened the drawer-”
And pulled out a in ck bucket hat and a ck face mask.
She was already dressed in a full ck tracksuit – baggy and loose – which made her silhouette hard to define.
Her sneakers were ck and white. She pulled the bucket hat down low over her face, shielding most of her features and upper field of vision.
Her long hair was braided and tucked into the hat. Finally, she slipped the ck mask over her mouth and
nose.
Thoroughly concealed.
Her face was nearly invisible. The loose clothing and hidden hair made Jean look androgynous at a nce.
If she didn’t speak, she could easily be mistaken for a slim teenage boy.
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