On the tip of his tongue, Marvin felt a little weak again. Because Nathan was glaring at him.

Thinking Marvin was just nervous, Cecelia encouraged him. "Marvin, speak up. It doesn't matter if your guess is wrong."

Marvin just smiled sadly, wondering if Nathan would be upset if he was right.

Marvin looked at Nathan again. His eyes, like fire and ice, were full of danger.

But the truth was that Marvin had to speak even though he was afraid of Nathan.

Taking a deep breath, Marvin said slowly, "Alpha Nathan, I think this code, is perhaps Presbyter Cecelia's birthday..."

"What? !"

Nathan's face changed and he denied it without...