Although she did not understand why Otto had taken a slap from her and, instead of getting angry, was looking at her with a... rather disgusting expression.
Sixth Night had originally been prepared to send Little Yae back to her own world before slipping away herself. Now, it seemed there was no need to hurry.
This was Schicksal HQ, and Otto was no weakling either... His body was not an ordinary one, but a succession of superhuman bodies he had created using knowledge far beyond this world.
Decades ago, Otto had already used Soul Steel to create a body for himself and fought the First Herrscher.
By now, no one knew how many versions Otto's body had gone through. As for Otto's strength... even Sixth Night could not say for sure, because ever since the modern era... Otto had never truly fought with everything he had.
Most of the time, Otto played the clown and schemed behind the scenes.
Either launching a sudden ambush or stabbing or shooting someone in the back.
Real battles were few and far between. Otto was not a professional fighter to begin with; he preferred using his brain to get what he wanted. Of course, that did not mean Otto was weak. On the contrary... he was very strong.
Facing an Otto of unknown strength, and in Schicksal's headquarters no less, Sixth Night could not possibly fight him here.
The best choice, naturally, was to slip away...
As a phantom thief, Sixth Night was extremely confident in her ability to retreat. Besides... at the end of the day, Sixth Night possessed the body of the real "Kallen."
Even if something happened, Otto could not possibly go for the kill, could he?
Could he bear to?
Even if he could, Sixth Night would have no choice