Klaus stood there, dazed, looking back at Number Three, whose smile conveyed more than words. But at that moment, it was only an infuriating expression that made Klaus want to smack him silly.
"Tell me everything," he suddenly said, making Number Three smile. Their surroundings shifted, and they were back in the space where Hanna was sitting peacefully. Of course, it was an illusion.
"First, I want to know, how many beauties do you have at the moment?" Number Three asked.
"Seriously? My sister's life is on the line, and you want to know how many ladies I have? Are you serious?" Klaus didn't know why, but he was suddenly overwhelmed by a mix of emotions. Still, he didn't care—he just wanted to save Hanna.
"Guilt—you should feel it sometimes, too. After all, you seem to have none, by the way. We all do. However, that's not why we're here. So, pay attention because this is something you need to know before you become a Saint.
