Bohemia stared blankly, her mouth agape. She didn't speak for several seconds.
No matter how many times she'd asked the twins for information, it was always this astonishing whenever they displayed their ability.
She had only given them a time, a place, and a general description of the event, yet they could capture tens of thousands of pieces of information and data from around Mid Mountsburg, then reconstruct and predict the event's trajectory from seemingly unrelated details… 'If they wanted to, is there anything in this world they couldn't find out?'
Besides, Bohemia knew perfectly well that they wouldn't tell her the result unless they were more than ninety percent certain.
"Your ability is terrifying," she said, letting the truth slip out unconsciously. She then sighed. "Fortunately, aside from your intelligence-gathering ability, you're two weaklings."
