"What are you in such a hurry for?"
At that moment, Lord Lui seemed a little displeased.
Not only did his expression turn cold in an instant, but even the execution hall seemed to respond to his mood.
Specifically, the pain marks beneath their feet and all around them seemed to have been doused with medicated oil.
As they surged wildly, they not only sent waves crashing in with a suffocating force, but the childish crying that had been audible before suddenly grew louder, too.
"Several projects are waiting for me, and quite a few involve interdepartmental cooperation. In a bit, I have to commandeer some lucky person's seat."
Even faced with a scene dangerous enough to threaten First Order contestants, Fu Qian's thoughts remained fixed on the advancement of supernatural research. He explained with complete seriousness.
He made no effort to hide his identity as a member of the academy. His candor seemed to come as something of a shock.
The next moment, Lui fell silent. He stared intently, and even the surrounding waves of pain subsided.
"You..."
In that rare moment of quiet, Nepheli seemed to finally sense something and slowly lifted her head.
"If you have something to say, then say it."
Being watched by those hollow eyes was, admittedly, a strange experience.
But as he met her gaze, Fu Qian urged her on without the slightest courtesy.
Hmm...
Nepheli didn't change her posture. In the silence, even Lui stood frozen beside her, completely motionless.
"There are many possible reasons for leaving that eye behind."
When she spoke again, her voice was no longer so hoarse.
"That's right."
Fu Qian nodded, agreeing completely.
"And there are just as many possible reasons for triggering a resonance now."
"Indeed."
"The scene you saw after responding to it could