A small monster was wiping the blood from Dermot's tentacles. The blood running over the eyes on those tentacles made them look utterly eerie.
If that little monster had looked closely at a particular eye while wiping Dermot's bloodstained tentacles, it would have discovered an entirely different scene reflected within it.
In that scene, Cheng Yu was sitting at the head of a long table, saying something. Judging by the angle shown in the eye, its owner seemed to be sitting along one side of the table.
Put together, the views displayed in the other eyes on that tentacle seemed to encompass the perspectives of everyone at the long table, as well as everyone else in the conference room...
Just after Dermot left, Cheng Yu received word that Hundred Ears Yil was on her way to Northern District Six.
According to the information sent by the infiltrators in Hundred Ears Manor, Hundred Ears' efforts in the North District had been fairly successful overall. Although two Disciples of the Divine Emperor had declared themselves neutral, the other three had said they would provide Hundred Ears with some assistance in the election.
As for how they would help-heh, every Disciple of the Divine Emperor was a ruthless survivor who had fought their way through trial after trial. They had plenty of fame and fans.
That was why Hundred Ears was trying to win them over. As for why Dermot and the others weren't doing the same, it wasn't really that they weren't trying. Rather, Hundred Ears was a special case.
She was someone who simply never socialized. In the previous election, she had dropped out... in first place.
Yes, first from the bottom. Her approval rating hadn't even reached 5%.
After suffering that crushing defeat, Hundred Ears had begun socializing frantically, trying