The Investigation Bureau had finally reached the end of its patience. They found Sophia overnight and begged her to withdraw her divine powers.
Sophia, however, stated that this had not been her doing. She had been asleep when they came looking for her, and plenty of surveillance footage could prove it.
Of course, the Investigation Bureau knew she had been asleep. But since mysticism was involved, it was not easy for them to ask. In the end, Macbeth shamelessly suggested, "How about this? Just say, 'I Declare, I pardon your sins.'"
"Don't even think about it!" Sophia refused without hesitation. "Anyone I Declare guilty must be punished. Also, if anyone dares disturb my rest in the future, that person will surely be guilty too... Macbeth, I want authentic Xia Nation chicken for breakfast tomorrow!"
She did not say what she would do if she failed to get Xia Nation chicken, but did it really need saying?
She had already had her rest disturbed tonight. Giving them a chance to make amends was... quite generous of her, wasn't it?
Macbeth thought so too. Although the weather was cold, it was no longer snowing, and helicopters could fly. At worst, he could send one to buy Sophia breakfast. That was still better than hearing the words "I Declare."
However, after looking up Xia Nation chicken, he nearly burst into tears. God, there was no such thing as an authentic version of this dish...
Still, Sophia was fairly easy to please. As long as it tasted similar to what she had eaten before, she did not pursue the matter.
The others keenly noticed this detail. While she was being questioned, someone walked over from afar and greeted her with a shiver, "Miss Sophia, what would you like for lunch?"
The two people questioning