Chapter 150: Life is ABC... and So On (1)
Click-clack.
The sound of heels echoed—an odd match for the nun’s habit—as the saint entered. Without hesitation, she sat on the sofa as if it were her designated spot. It was the seat reserved for guests.
Watching her settle in so casually, Eight discreetly activated the emergency summoning protocol on his wristwatch.
“Oh, you shouldn’t do that.”
The moment the saint spoke, Eight felt something grip him, freezing him in place. Though invisible and intangible, he could sense an unseen force enveloping him.
Telekinesis? Eight wondered. He had never heard of the saint possessing such an ability, let alone one capable of interfering with radio signals. This was likely something far beyond ordinary telekinesis...
“...What is this? More importantly, how did you get in here?”
“It’s not polite to speak so informally. Aren’t you an intellectual? Let’s be civil with each other.”
“And yet here you are, sneaking into my lab...”
“And you, sneaking into my chapel?”
“Let’s call it even?”
As the saint nodded in agreement, Eight forced himself to calm down. He wasn’t alone here, and the longer he stalled, the more advantageous the situation became for him. After all, this was the headquarters of an evil organization. If other executives happened to stumble in and notice her, he wouldn’t even need to summon them—they’d deal with her immediately.