Angers was relatively composed, but even he found the anxiety buried beneath his elegance growing increasingly difficult to suppress after Amon had delayed for two whole months.
He did not choose to call Amon directly, much less reveal himself rashly. At present, he and Uesugi Koshi were their side's greatest trump cards, and it was better to catch the enemy off guard. So Angers had Caesar probe for information and urge Amon along.
Caesar entered the top floor of the Genji Heavy Industries building and arrived at "Xingshen Temple."
At that moment, Amon was reclining leisurely in a comfortable lounge chair, a hat covering his face as though he were taking a nap. Warm afternoon sunlight spilled over him.
Nearby, the two beauties Setsuko and Mimi stood quietly on either side in exquisite kimonos. One was cutting fruit, while the other gracefully brewed tea, its fragrance drifting through the air.
Caesar watched this scene, and a nearly imperceptible flicker passed through the depths of his ice-blue eyes. It was as though invisible dark lines had dropped from his brow. "Director He, aren't you a little too relaxed? The Academy's professors are going frantic, like ants on a hot pan. What exactly are you waiting for? When are you planning to deal with that embryo in the Trench?"
Amon moved the hat from his face and slowly opened his eyes. "Easy, Gattuso. As a true dragon slayer, remaining calm even when Mount Tai collapses before you is the most basic psychological quality. Impatience is the enemy of decision-making. Calmness is a virtue."
"As the field team leader for the Abyssal Zone operation, I have to be responsible for the mission's progress." Caesar's voice did not soften in the slightest. "I can't be like certain people, who seem to have completely forgotten