Theus held his forehead, his expression complicated as he looked at Isaac before him.
"Go on. What happened afterward?"
Isaac looked embarrassed. "Afterward... Chief Chloe told me about the situation, and I came back..."
The diary on the table suddenly leaped more than three feet into the air:
"It wasn't that simple! It wasn't that simple! I told you over and over, but you wouldn't believe me! You insisted I'd been Polluted!"
"Then you suspected it was some ancient god's scheme. No matter what I said, you wouldn't listen!"
"In the end, I had to fight Monica before they sent me back!"
"Wait!" Theus raised a brow. "You couldn't beat Monica?"
Monica's ideas were certainly destructive enough, but as for her own combat ability...
Ash could beat both of them with one hand.
Isaac's face immediately flushed red. He seemed to want to defend himself, but shrank back without saying a word.
He really lost?
Weren't you a dual-path Transcendent? In actual combat, there shouldn't have been many people you couldn't beat, right?
Theus's gaze at Isaac changed.
"Monica was worried about failing her courses, so she got a little desperate... She came with the Dragon Breath Cannon and a machine gun." The Banshees standing to the side raised a hand and shook Monica, whom she was carrying.
"Ahhh, stop shaking me! I know I was wrong, ahhh—"
Monica might have seemed unreliable all day long, but she was a member of the Banshees patrol. This time, guarding Exa was also an official assignment, so she had indeed been issued weapons.
And Exa was clearly in an unstable state, with aggressive tendencies. But whether firing warning shots was lawful, and whether it counted as excessive use of force...
"Let the Tribunal handle it." Theus waved a hand. "Since she joined