No matter how much the exterior changed, it could not conceal one's thoughts.
Whether they had been replaced by Illusion Demons, Amilo Worms, Shapeshifting Demons, or Brain-Eating Demons, none could escape the scrutiny of the Goddess of Mind's Eye.
Unless they also possessed a second consciousness and hid the Demon Race consciousness on the reverse side of their thoughts.
The two Goddesses of Mind's Eye worked together, efficiently purging the hidden bugs within the administration.
In just a quarter of an hour, nearly ten people had already been identified.
Yet Tiger showed no joy at all at this result.
Unlike those Parasitized by Brain Fluid Demons, those replaced by Illusion Demons, Amilo Worms, Shapeshifting Demons, and Brain-Eating Demons could no longer be saved.
Every person identified meant another person had died.
And every one of those who died had been someone he knew extremely well.
Two or three of them had even been old veterans who had been there since the city's founding, people who had drunk with him only a couple of days ago.
But that was simply how life was. The dead could not return to life; all one could do was mourn and carry on.
Tiger barely maintained his outward calm as he continued driving the carriage forward.
From the City Lord's Manor to the administrative building in the western district, taking the main road by carriage would take roughly an hour. If they slowed down, it would take even longer.
At a rate of ten people per quarter hour, they might uncover as many as fifty by the time they reached the administrative building.
"If this continues, there'll be too many people."
Dark spoke up.
"Far more people have been replaced by the Demon Race than we expected. If we continue, it'll become far too obvious.