{Now that everything's sorted out, I'm taking today off. I can finally get some proper rest without so much crap to deal with. I'll repay everyone supporting this book with two updates today. This author always keeps their word!}
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Meanwhile, in his office, Neuvillette covered his burning face with his hand. He could hardly imagine that, under the influence of that peculiar Meme Virus, he had actually been so arrogant, so contemptuous of everyone...
And-so embarrassingly edgy.
At that moment, Neuvillette was immensely grateful that the Heavenly Principles were asleep and had not heard him audaciously declare war on Celestia. Otherwise, if a Skyfrost Nail came crashing down, practically everyone in Fontaine would be done for, aside from Focalors and himself, who could still cling to life.
Um, that absurd bunch of Stellaron Hunters didn't count. Neuvillette felt that a Skyfrost Nail would have no effect on those freaks.
Neuvillette now realized that, despite possessing the complete Dragon Sovereign Authority, he had practically no resistance to these so-called Meme Viruses. He simply could not understand how he had contracted such an utterly bizarre Meme Virus.
"This feels absolutely awful. How am I supposed to show my face as Chief Justice now..."
Neuvillette imagined himself standing solemnly at the judge's bench, only for everyone to look at him and burst out laughing in unison. The thought immediately made him wish the ground would swallow him up!
Especially when he remembered how he had stretched out both hands and spun around while spraying people with spit from his mouth. He felt all the blood in his body rush upward, making his face burn even hotter and redder.
"This can't go on. I must find a way to