——"Miracle."
This word coming from the mouth of a scientist felt somewhat out of place.
Bol stood up expressionlessly.
She tapped her pipe.
Dense smoke gathered in Bol's hand, forming a fog-like knife, half-real, half-illusory.
"What did you do to me?"
Governor Bol coldly asked.
"Oh, are you referring to the 'phenomenon' just now?" Nikola Tesla had an enlightened look, pointing behind Governor Bol, his face revealing a hint of apology. "Apologies, this can only be chalked up to bad luck on your part. Before you arrived, I had laid down a 'static charge field' in the surroundings. Normally, these charges aren't particularly lethal, but I can sense your arrival through changes in the 'charges'."
Governor Bol's eyes flickered.
She had only asked casually, not expecting the other party to answer truthfully.
Yet unexpectedly, this "Black Caster" turned out to be a chatterbox, exposing his abilities outright.
Thus, Bol silently listened, becoming an excellent audience.
