Looking at the woman wrapped in black bandages before him, Charles's heart was full of caution.
Although she appeared communicative and showed no hostility,
he did not trust 005. He had dealt with gods many times, and a god's blessing was not something to be taken lightly; each time, one had to pay an excruciating price.
"It's nothing. I just find humans very interesting. You lie, you're brave, you love, you move, and you jump—it's interesting. I like humans. Sometimes I think, how wonderful it would be if you had been created by me."
005's words caused Charles's brows to furrow even more tightly, "Like the way one might like a pet?"
"No, to be more precise, it's like how a grandmother adores her grandson. Speaking of which, do you want these two wishes or not?"
Time suddenly grew quiet, leaving only the sound of the sea waves beating against the cliffs of the island. This pause seemed to last a long while.
