WTF?
Lake raised an eyebrow and stared at the black guy appearing on the big screen, unable to stop himself from cursing inwardly.
What the hell was this?
Black?
What the hell was he recruiting?
For Lake, a villain turning over a new leaf had never been a problem. But if his skin was black, even bleach wouldn't be able to wash it white.
If he recruited this guy, what principles would he have left?
TMD.
Seifer seemed to know what Lake was thinking and smiled. "Looks like your plan has fallen through."
Lake glanced at Seifer. "What plan? I have no idea what you're talking about. This guy killed so many members of my Infinite race. As a king, how could I not avenge the killing of my people?"
The corners of Seifer's mouth lifted, but she said nothing. Her expression clearly said, Do you think I believe you?
Meanwhile, Infinite Clan Leader Martha, who had been pushed in by an East Asian-looking woman, stared at Bathurst as he appeared on the big screen. She shook her head and sighed. "After he reincarnated into a black-skinned body once, I should have realized that he had changed. But I didn't notice."
Lake raised an eyebrow and looked at Martha, who was sitting in a wheelchair. "After..."
Martha hummed. "Infinite reincarnation can't be controlled, but we can choose for ourselves. Bathurst was even more so. Once, after he awakened in a primitive tribe somewhere in Africa, he seemed to become a different person."
Put simply,
after Bathurst reincarnated into his first black-skinned body, he became completely obsessed with that skin color. After that, if he didn't awaken into the body he wanted, he would rather kill himself and start over. He had forcibly turned a random game into a rigged one.