"Director."

"Um."

Maria Hill looked at Lake who was setting her eyes on her face, frowned, but could not help but say bluntly: "Do you want to be our king?"

Lake smiled and said, "The greater the power, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. In the past, I didn't do it because I thought I was the only one. Now, the tragedy is under our noses. If we don't do it, then Jews, Indians... these are all lessons from us."

This explanation...

Impossible.

Hill did not make any statement about Lake's outspokenness, but changed the subject: "The Harry, who rescued Dudley Dursley, who killed our tribe, should be Ms. Hermione Granger, who is also from the London Magic Dimension, and even seems to be a member of the Magic Action Division of the Super Bureau."

The implication is very obvious.

The one who saved the man was Harry Potter, and Hermione Granger was Harry Potter's good friend, and Lake was Hermione Granger's man again.

Lake chuckled: "No one can keep Dudley Dursley, no one!"

"What about that Harry Potter?"

“…”

While talking, the elevator went down, opened the door, and at the door, Anna was standing.

Lake and Anna, who was standing at the door, looked at Hill, then looked at Hill: "Who dares to touch my claws? I chopped up my claws. This is my promise, and I will never waver. Commander Hill, are you satisfied with my reply?"

Hill looked at Lake without hiding his eyes, as if time had stopped for a while, then Hill spoke in response to Lake's gaze: "Some things are very important to people."

Lake laughed, walked out of the elevator, and said without looking back: "Then wait and see, Commander Hill."
Chapter completed!