"Are there other people here?" Lynch continued to ask, "I'm looking for the decryptor, or are you the decryptor?"
"People? That definition is quite interesting because it has too many answers. But if you're talking about the decryptor, I prefer to be called the Hound or the Key."
Regardless of whether the other party had hostility, the mage needed to gather enough intelligence from there. For a mage like him, accustomed to analyzing situations and formulating strategies, even with some false information in hand, he could extract what he needed.
"How did you get those names? Hound, Key?" Lynch put on a puzzled and anxious look and said, "I thought the Banaya devil did indeed lead me to the decryptor. It seems that, even in Bator Hell, order doesn't hold absolute power."