The Boss (3)

I carefully rose from my chair.

Though calling it a chair was a bit of a stretch—it was a cat-food box I had discreetly taken from the warehouse.

“Would you like me to bring you something to drink?”

“…No, give me a moment to collect my thoughts.”

“Yep.”

Christine looked as though my consecutive bombshells had given her a headache.

Her already tired-looking complexion had turned twice as pale.

Well, it wasn’t hard to understand.

She had just witnessed me using not only telekinesis, but also the magic of 【Extreme Cold】 and 【Hellfire】 freely.

There was no way the person who had injected me with an unidentified serum to save my life could have uncomplicated thoughts about this...