Although it was a question, Randall's tone was filled with unquestionable certainty.
Of course, he was actually talking nonsense.
Randall had known all along that Dragon would rebel, so he had been able to keep an eye out and find reasons to support that conclusion.
After all, including this encounter, he and Dragon had only met twice and exchanged barely a handful of words. How could he possibly see through the man?
It was a classic case of knowing the answer first, then looking for clues. That way, he was bound to find some traces.
But Dragon could never have known that Randall possessed the ability of "Future Sight," so he believed him outright.
At those words, he thought to himself, Have my intentions to rebel already become that obvious?
For a moment, Dragon fell silent.
But remaining silent on such a sensitive question amounted to an admission.
Seeing this, Randall said:
"Vice Admiral Dragon, I don't know whether you've made any preparations.
But since you already intend to rebel, why not seize this opportunity?
We won't be able to save all those tens of thousands of pregnant women and babies, but we should save as many as we can."
Dragon abruptly raised his head and looked at Randall.
"You mean you want me to move them out before you carry out your mission?
But if we just go there and tell them, no one will believe us. It'd be no different from kidnapping them.
And the biggest problem is, how do we move them, and where do we put them?"
He had already begun considering whether it was feasible.
This sort of problem did not bear close examination. The more you thought about it, the less you knew where to begin.
After all, the people they were trying to