Final stage
"Everything was by Azell's design," I declared with the confidence of a conspiracy theorist.
"By Azell's… design?" And like a child learning to speak from her parent, Lecia stupidly repeated my words.
Huh, now that I think about it, when Azell first brought Lecia to our Guild after forcibly taking her from her father (or as the general public likes to call it, kidnapping her), he left her in my care, wanting me to be Lecia's mother figure.
I have absolutely no idea why he thought that was a good idea, but that's beside the point.
The point is that my salary had been doubled to compensate me for my taking care of a 13-year-old traumatised wanker.
Yet here I was, dumping Lecia onto Azell through an epic prank.
Nice one, me.
However, in hindsight, Azell was the one who freed Lecia from the clutches of her father and the Organisation; she is his responsibility.
Or that's how I'll gaslight him, at the very least.