"It can't be... I shouldn't have remembered it wrong..."
Gil's muttering began to grow somewhat hurried.
"Dong—!"
The timing bell rang once more.
The flow of time seemed to accelerate invisibly, carrying an unmistakable sense of urgency.
"Ah, sorry, it seems I remembered it wrong."
Lu Li's voice suddenly came from the darkness again, carrying obvious amusement.
"There should still be six chimes left."
"Babayak just reminded me through the Data Panel. I nearly misled you..."
"So it really is six!" Gil curled his lips upward and gave a soft snort.
But the next moment, his thoughts became muddled again.
The six chimes Lu Li mentioned should have referred to the point in time during their earlier conversation.
And now, there should only be four chimes left.
"That's right, two have already rung, so there are four left..." Gil murmured to himself, concentrating even harder.
Yet the voices of Li Yun and the others began echoing incessantly, like noisy brats who never knew when to shut up.
"My lord, I carefully thought it over just now. Could there be seven chimes left?"
"It seems both of us remembered it wrong."
"Really? Maybe we started making mistakes around the thirtieth chime?"
"It's possible we got confused during our conversation. We kept mentioning Gil's number of teeth..."
"You mean that while our thoughts kept wavering over whether Gil had thirty teeth or twenty-eight, we mistakenly counted the twenty-eighth chime as the thirtieth?"
"Perhaps... But it's also possible we mistook the thirtieth chime for the twenty-eighth?"
"After all, there was still plenty of time then, so I wasn't paying that much attention..."
"But it's fine. You've already given the instruction, my lord, and Glargong and I have already made our choices."
"That's right, my lord. If Gil wants to pull some stunt by