"If I'm not mistaken," the Pope suddenly spoke, "your next destination is Holy Palace Island, where the 'Holy Scripture' server is located, to destroy the core server of the Church, isn't it?"
"So what?"
Bad Day glanced at him, his mind unimpressed by the imposing appearance of the mecha: "Let me make this clear, even if you beg me, I won't spare them. But if the Pope would like to say something nice and sincerely beg me, I'm not afraid to waste some time."
"I'm just proving to you," the Pope answered, "that after obtaining the computational power of the giant dragon's heart, I can easily predict your actions. I could even have saved Torkifat's data back before you showed up.
"—So, do you think I would not know about you sending Russell to kill me?"
"...Hmm."
Bad Day gave an ambiguous hum.
He reached out and patted Russell on the shoulder, his middle and ring fingers tapping twice.
That meant he was asking if Russell needed him to stay and provide assistance.
