"Exactly!"
"Would people really harm people?"
"Compared to the Chrysos Heirs, aren't the elders, in a sense, more like our own kind?"
"We should trust our fellow citizens, shouldn't we?"
Faced with this wave of cries, Kenis could not help but laugh.
"That's right, everyone! The Elder Council has always stood with the people!"
"That woman who lost her divinity wants to deceive the masses, using this wet-behind-the-ears pauper to defend her own rights. But the citizens' eyes are clear!"
"You...!" Phainon clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
"Kenis! You keep claiming you have Okhema's citizens' best interests at heart, so let me ask you: where did the seeds Brother Yan Huan entrusted to us go?!"
"And those canned foods—if they had been given to the refugees, they could at least have kept them alive for several more years!"
"Hm?" Kenis was somewhat surprised that Phainon had suddenly brought this up, but she calmly explained.
"I didn't expect you to still have the nerve to bring this matter up at the Citizen Assembly."
She crossed her arms, looking thoroughly pleased with herself.
"Fine, then let the people see for themselves!"
Before long, several soldiers brought a can to the center of the venue and held it high for everyone to see.
"With this strange outer packaging, which city-state could possibly produce such a thing?"
"Citizens of Okhema, from the day you were born until now, have any of you ever seen a container like this?!"
Kenis shouted.
"Allowing items of unknown origin to circulate is a failure of the Elder Council!"
"Besides... the cooking techniques used for the food inside cannot be verified at all!"
"So what?!" Phainon cursed through gritted teeth.
"It was a gesture of goodwill. It was edible, it tasted good, and it could save countless