Strange's words made Harry's heart tighten—this was his greatest secret!
It was precisely because he knew the fates of the characters in the story that he could offer them the right price, reach agreements with them, and gradually take control of this world.
"...A sharp observation. Did she say anything else?" After a brief moment of surprise, Harry regained his composure.
But on second thought—this secret was not... fatal.
Even if he was not a native of this world, what did that prove? This universe was full of beings from Other Dimensions, watching this world greedily from beyond its protective barrier.
Harry's change surprised Strange slightly, but it was a good thing—he had been worried that exposing the secret might make Harry fly into a rage out of embarrassment.
Harry spread his hands. "Was I supposed to cackle like a Demon discovered by an exorcist and say, 'I didn't expect you to find out my secret. You're finished!'?"
"I did consider that possibility, though Ancient One told me I could help you—after I obtained enough information."
Why had Strange moved their meeting to Kamar-Taj before their conversation?
There were hundreds of mages here, skilled in both magic and combat, as well as a large magical formation that could be activated at any time if something went wrong.
Although Kamar-Taj appeared incredibly easygoing, it was actually the Earth Dimension's regular defense force. Its strength was far from weak; at the very least, dealing with them alone was not particularly realistic for Harry.
"So... what exactly is the trouble with taking out the Space Stone? Do you not know, or can't you say?" Harry brought up the question again.
Strange returned to speaking in riddles. Rather than answering Harry directly, he drew a glittering golden line through the air.
"This is time