He had only played the piano for once in front of the girls to show off, yet this woman had nearly dug up Eden's entire family registry.
Her insight was undoubtedly incredibly sharp.
Faced with Russell's question,
"I don't know."
Herta answered frankly.
"Huh?"
Russell was somewhat surprised.
"Don't forget, I'm merely an Emissary of Intellect, not an omniscient god," Herta explained. "If I could truly grasp everything around me in an instant, I wouldn't have been sent here in such a muddleheaded way."
She admitted with complete naturalness that her abilities had major flaws.
She had even been played by Joy's followers.
"Neither Ruan Mei nor I know what exactly they're trying to do. I'm not very clear on it, nor do I particularly want to be."
"Perhaps those idiots are thinking something like, 'Let's see how amusing and hilarious it is when the smartest Emissaries fight wits with thin air.'"
"They're probably hiding somewhere we don't know, preparing to watch us make fools of ourselves."
"If we pretend nothing happened, those idiots might start moving again and disgust us."
Herta crossed her arms as she described a development that was probably genuinely entertaining to Joy-bringers.
Her gaze was sharp and aggressively hostile.
Clearly, she was brewing some exceedingly brutal method of revenge.
Last time,
when this woman had wanted revenge, she had designed a skill set identical to The Lord of Wisdom's.
Who knew what she was planning to pull off this time.
Sensing her emotions, Russell thought that if Joy's helicopters mishandled things next, Herta would probably beat them right out of the sky.
"Then I'll go prepare some countermeasures first."
Russell spoke to Herta, planning to find somewhere to cast a few divinations later, assess the omens, get some intelligence from the Prompt Device, and set