Chapter 53 - Puppet Show
"What are you doing here?"
Within the hospital room, seated on the sofa, Ytrisia glanced once more toward the bed—where she, the patient, should have been resting.
But instead, Cruxius was lying there, his head tilted back, eyes on the ceiling, completely nonchalant—as if unconcerned about using his influence to push the butler of the Blac family into convincing her to arrange a date.
"...I was worried about you," Cruxius stated, lying on the bed.
His mind, however, was elsewhere—calculating the fallout of the press conference he had just given.
He knew the Hero Association would likely convene a meeting to address it, as they always did at such times when they felt threatened to have their image sullied.
The timing of his message had been perfect. It would be played before all of them.
When the strongest heroes heard it—especially since it was clearly aimed at their most powerful—their pride would be stung.
They would undoubtedly launch an investigation into the source of voice and launch an attack on zone 7, both out of ego and desperation.
After all Cruxius never bet on just one outcome.
First, he made them desperate—by publicly exposing the problem at the first half of press conference.