High Priest Sonic

The old man was strikingly charismatic. His well-tailored noble attire, exquisite bow tie, and expensive ebony cane all spoke of his status and taste.

He wore a warm smile and seemed thoroughly approachable. Yet his eyes held a detachment that dismissed everything, as though he were a Deity looking down upon all living beings.

Meanwhile, at the edge of a rooftop several hundred meters away, a young man in an Anomalies Bureau uniform curled his hand into a loose fist and held it to his eye like a telescope. Somehow, his gaze crossed the distance and pierced two buildings blocking his view, landing directly on the white-haired old man who had just stepped down from the carriage. The corners of his mouth lifted. "High Priest Sonic of the Nature Church, just as I thought. These past few days of waiting here weren't wasted."

High Priest Sonic was about to enter the building when his brow furrowed slightly. He seemed to sense something and instinctively started to turn toward its source, but checked the movement at once. A sharp gleam flashed in his eyes, followed by an almost imperceptible sneer. The Anomalies Bureau or the Dietrich Family? It doesn't matter. Watch me all you like. This time, I'll give every last one of you a shock.

High Priest Sonic entered the building with the three middle-aged men and stepped into the latest model of Steam-Powered Mechanical Elevator. With a creak of turning gears, it rose straight to the twelfth floor.

The twelfth floor was also the top floor. It housed the newspaper's editor-in-chief's office, a conference room, and several mysterious rooms no one was allowed to enter.

Despite his white hair, High Priest Sonic walked with a brisk stride. As he passed the conference room window, he saw thirty boys and