"Can't help?"
No one present expected the words that came from 005's mouth. In their memories, 005 had always seemed omnipotent; there was rarely a task she couldn't handle. Yet now, she spoke these words. It seemed that, without them even realizing it, the gap between Charles and 005 had shrunk considerably.
Charles's brow furrowed, and he reached out his hand to her. "Give me back what I exchanged. Those few sentences aren't worth a wish."
However, faced with Charles's demand, 005 did not oblige. "Don't rush," she said. "I only said I can't help in terms of my abilities. But if you want to achieve your goal, I can offer some constructive advice."
As she spoke, the Primordial Wish Ball in her hand gradually vanished. 005 turned her gaze to Lily, who was radiating gentle sunlight in the sky. She gently extended her right hand, pinched the air, and plucked the sun from the sky, playing with it in her palm as if it were a ping-pong ball.
