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Amon's silence was deafening.
For an instant, he suspected that Medici was coaching Klein remotely through a "Mind Link," but if Medici had intervened forcefully, his current strength, which surpassed Amon's, would certainly have disrupted the parasitism temporarily.
Yet clearly, no external power was helping Klein at present.
Amon fell into confusion.
Amid his confusion, he vaguely recalled the intelligence on "Klein Moretti" shared within the Amon group a long time ago. It had described him as extremely ill-mannered, fond of close combat, and a descendant of Giant blood standing two meters thirty tall, among other things. Although the main body had later determined that the avatar passing on the intelligence had betrayed them, and that everything he said was either the opposite of the truth or an outright lie, some of it seemed rather reasonable now.
After a few seconds of confusion, the mythical creature blamed all the problems on Medici-after all, what other possibility was there?-and decided that if an opportunity arose in the future, he would play a proper prank on Medici, such as putting a monocle on him.
Medici's expression and reaction would certainly be very interesting then.
Watching Amon remain silent for several seconds, Klein was rather surprised himself. He had not expected that to render Amon speechless.
This Angel of Time seems a little fragile psychologically. Or did I scare him?
But of course, Klein felt no guilt whatsoever. Even if the Angel of Time's main body came over, as long as Klein could still move his mouth, he would curse him a few times on behalf of those who had inexplicably been parasitized to death by him.
His current state of mind was quite good; one could even say he felt secure in his leverage. After all, just as this Amon had