Chapter 1541: The Third Option

Now? What date and time? Or rather...

Hawkeye couldn't help but take a deep breath and asked anxiously:

"Do you mean the time when I'm on the phone with you? It's already—"

He was interrupted mid-sentence.

"—No, no, no, not that fast, but close enough, probably within a few days. It looks like you don't know anything." Late Calamity refuted, a bit helplessly, with a tone in the last sentence that seemed unwilling, hinting at something hidden.

Hawkeye said nothing, waiting for Late Calamity to continue, but the hand holding the microphone unconsciously tightened slightly, and veins started to appear faintly on the back of his hand. A peculiar feeling gathered in his chest, for unknown reasons, making him feel slightly congested. Though it didn't affect his movements and thinking, the discomfort was undeniably present. The uneasy emotions brewed within him, waiting for a moment to erupt but not yet released, only accumulating continuously.