A leader? Was that really an appropriate word to use on an occasion like this?
That giant eyeball hadn't even claimed the Prime Minister's seat yet, and you were already suppressing people in the same faction?
Cheng Yu smiled faintly and said,
"Have you had too much to drink, Councillor? Isn't 'leader' a little inappropriate here?"
The Bow-Tie Monster tapped its head with a tentacle, looking as though it really was drunk.
"Honestly, I just can't hold my liquor. Please don't take it to heart, Mr. Yuri."
With that, it drifted away without giving Cheng Yu another chance to speak.
Watching the Bow-Tie Monster leave, Cheng Yu couldn't help grinning.
"That guy might well be one of the spies."
He left his seat without reacting any further.
This was Thousand Eyes' club. To claim Dermot knew nothing about what happened here would definitely be a lie.
The abilities of this world's eldritch inhabitants came in all sorts of bizarre forms. Even now, Cheng Yu had no idea what Dermot's abilities actually were.
His earlier remarks had been intended for Dermot's ears, too. As for whether the Bow-Tie Monster was a spy, did it matter? Not in the slightest. All he needed was to plant a thorn of suspicion in Dermot's mind.
Whether Dermot believed him wasn't Cheng Yu's concern. After all, once the election was over, he would end this game. By then, never mind the Bow-Tie Monster-there was no telling whether this world would even still exist.
Eternal Night City was enormous. To Cheng Yu, it was less a city than a country.
Its administrative divisions gave him a headache. There were hundreds upon hundreds of districts, and the so-called eastern, southern, western, and northern districts merely referred to the four sectors arranged in a circle around the