"No, you admitted it."
"Those times don't count. You understand role-play, right? It's like I'm the boss, and Mona is the secretary. This operation should be very familiar to you. After all, you've played Mona more than once or twice."
"..."
Hexuno's smile was strained. The Saint Heir was excellent in every way, except his methods of redemption were a bit too vivid and flexible, leaving her feeling intensely guilty every time she was redeemed.
"Where are Uriel and the others?"
"They've divided up the jurisdictions and are looking for the Saint Heir."
"Why don't you go... never mind, have them go to Buckingham Palace. I have something very important to discuss with them."
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Buckingham Palace, meeting room.
Wayne sat on the chair, a secretary and two bodyguards lined up behind him, mainly showcasing an astonishing rate of turning heads.
After waiting five minutes, not one of the Seven Virtues had arrived.
