"I have no objections." Kal'tsit nodded lightly.
"I refuse. My favorite thing, Prescis, is saying NO to self-righteous people like you." This time, Prescis was the one curling her lip in disdain.
Prescis had not forgotten that the agent authorization Chen Li gave Kal'tsit was Rank Five. If she accepted this Rank Seven agent authorization, it meant that under this strict hierarchy, Prescis would become Kal'tsit's subordinate.
Before I got this agent authorization, I couldn't use the highest Originium permissions in front of Kal'tsit. If I get it and still can't use them, then what good is this agent authorization to me?
At the thought of her catgirl robot one day climbing over her head and doing whatever she pleased to her, Prescis's chest heaved sharply several times.
However, when she saw the little penguin trembling in Chen Li's arms, Prescis forcibly suppressed her anger again.
"Prophet, don't you remember me? Come here. I won't hurt you." Prescis softened her voice, trying to show as much goodwill as possible.
Faced with Prescis's gentle coaxing, the little penguin shook its head frantically. Its tiny wings clutched Chen Li's collar tightly as it desperately burrowed deeper into his embrace.
Through the Prophet's goggle-clad perspective, Prescis was no stunning female colleague in black stockings.
She was a pitch-black, unfathomable walking black hole that could talk.
It was as though the slightest physical contact would leave one forever ensnared by that terrifying gravity, unable to escape again.
Watching Prescis get shut down yet again, Amiya and Kal'tsit burst out laughing without the slightest restraint.
"What are you laughing at? Do you think putting on glasses means the Prophet will treat you two any better? Have you forgotten what we came here for?" Prescis shot them a cold glance, steering the conflict directly back on