Chapter 350 Food and Action Takers
The screen kept flashing welcome messages, interspersed with some unintelligible characters, and the searchlights started flashing as well, creating a scene reminiscent of a broken link to another world.
With a crisp metallic clang, the young man in shackles picked up a piece of salad with a look of disgust, grinned at Misaka Mina, and said, "Why aren't you saying anything, Your Excellency, Manager?"
The hand hidden under the table was clenched tightly.
He was shaking uncontrollably.
Because of hatred, because of anger.
The other person remained silent for a while, then suddenly turned to look at him.
"Hey, isn't this Doug Jackson? It's been years and he's now a prisoner. How's life in Yamaguchi Prison?"
The chaotic light from the signboard reflected in her eyes, almost as if she were looking into the disdainful, cold, and bloody inner soul within.
"Haha, thank you for your kind words. Because the earth is about to perish, I have been released on parole ahead of schedule," said the prisoner who was dragged back to the human world.
"You should be secretly happy. If it weren't for your mother pleading with Roy, saying that as one of the few top authorities in Europe, it would be a waste of your talents to keep you in prison, do you think you'd still be out here eating at the same table as me?" Misaka Mina chuckled, picked up a cherry tomato, put it in her mouth, and slowly chewed it. "Oh... I almost forgot, ever since your European Parliament lost Sergio, it seems you don't have many capable operatives left."
At this point in the conversation, Hamilton, who was also a member of the European powers, laughed. He raised his eyes and looked over, the sound of his teeth grinding together like steel scraping, cold and sinister.
"Ms. Misaka."
"I heard that your sister died recently during a mission to combat natural disasters."
"I think her name is Misaka Mita. She's said to be a very capable observer. If she survives, she'll definitely be able to provide us with reinforcements as a key figure behind the scenes."
"But why do you think she died?"
"It's because she doesn't understand what it means to temporarily avoid conflict—just like your words right now."
"I really hope that you've learned some local etiquette during your many years in Yingzhou."
Doug Jackson, the person involved, didn't say anything more. He just stared at the unscrupulous woman with a gloomy expression. His golden eyes were so dark that no emotion could be seen.
“Everyone has to die eventually, and all of you here will die eventually.” Misaka Min shook her head and said in a condescending tone, as if advising a junior, “To be honest, I don’t have much of an impression of someone like you… but I do remember your council’s second-in-command—what was her name again? Scarina, right? That girl is very memorable.”
"Four years ago, during an annihilation mission, I was there as a field operative responsible for the cleanup."
"The child was lying in my arms, his body reduced to nothing but a shell due to the forbidden substance."
"She looked so terrified... Even though she's dead, the lingering terror on her face is unforgettable. It tormented her for a very, very long time, by every possible means, just like how your European Parliament treats operatives from other continents. I couldn't even close her eyes; some of the wounds were indescribable, so I kept thinking..."
Misaka Min looked at her hands, as if the spirits of the past were still limp in her arms, unable to rest in peace.
"—What a pity. If I had come a little earlier, I could have told you, Lord Doug, and perhaps your poor wife could have survived."
She suddenly looked at that person again.
"You were in the center of the annihilation zone at the time, what were you doing?"
"If death has a physical form—it's like insects, some that can only crawl... others that can fly. They swarm in, overwhelming everything, but you're completely oblivious..."
Snap.
A clear sound rang out.
So abrupt.
Not far away, in the center of the long table.
Cagalli looked at everyone with an apologetic expression, holding the Wings of the Archangel in her hands, but her eyes were too distorted, as if she were a ferocious beast that had been holding back for a long time and was about to devour everyone at any moment.
"I'm so sorry."
"My hand was shaking, and I accidentally broke the plate."
"Now that everyone is here, can we serve the food? I'm so hungry... When I heard that Mr. Roy had specially gathered everyone to prepare for a major operation, I rushed over from the Antarctic Circle."
"They haven't even eaten for three days."
"Please, everyone, have mercy on me and stop this pointless arguing, considering how much raw meat I've eaten before. I'm really... hungry."
Cagalli said this.
But everyone present, including the three candidates, knew that when she said something like that, it meant she wasn't joking.
Cagalli, the registered name of the contemporary 'Heavenly Witch', is not only at the level of A03, but according to Eoubs, she was born with superpowers that ordinary people could not understand before she came into contact with forbidden objects.
If Pandora were to describe it, the other party would be like a piece of flesh cut from the heart of the gods in the binary world, born with unparalleled talent and opportunities.
Hungry?
If she says she's hungry, then it's something that absolutely cannot be ignored. Don't be fooled by the fact that there are so many A-class operatives with exaggerated characteristics here. If it were to be an unrestricted brawl... apart from He Yu and the other two, she would probably be the only one who survives.
As for the only one—
Naturally, it was Dorui who remained silent throughout.
As the top-ranked ace operative in the Americas, this person is extremely ordinary in both demeanor and appearance, to the point that he could be described as having no presence at all.
But he has the ability and the resources.
As the atmosphere grew increasingly tense, Roy didn't linger any longer. He clapped his hands, and several smart food delivery machines carrying a variety of dishes and drinks drove out of the elevator exit.
There was a wide variety of food, and it was all carefully prepared, enough to feed the crew for one meal.
"They even have steak?"
“Mr. Roy, you are a good person.”
"Do you know how long it's been since I've had a decent meat? The memory is absolutely horrible."
Cagalli immediately took several plates of steak from the display case that was propped up in front of the machine, picked up a knife, and began to cut them with a happy expression. She looked so happy, as if she were just a young girl who had not yet come of age. It was really very simple to satisfy her taste.
Beside her, Sandor, the second-ranked 'quantum control' expert in the Americas, looked at her with interest for a moment before asking curiously, "I have a question for you, Ms. Carrie."
The Heavenly Demoness, engrossed in her meal, paused for a moment, then looked up as if she had finally noticed the person sitting next to her. After a moment's thought, she replied blankly, "Please don't disturb my meal, okay?"
"Or I'll just kill you right here."
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