An extremely bizarre scene instantly surfaced in Zuo Zuo's stunned mind.
General: "Don't believe him-he's lying to you-Light Banquet really was stolen-everything he said was a lie!"
Light Banquets: "Bullshit-you're the one lying-we saw through the truth ages ago!"
General: "I have proof!" (Pulled out a recording.)
The Light Banquets pointed: "How pathetic-we never imagined you'd even make a bootleg disc to manipulate us-General-you're despicable-!"
Lynn: "Ummm~"
Zuo Zuo stared (꒪Д꒪) at the bizarre scene she had conjured up in her mind.
She shook her head hard in the spirit world, threw out those ridiculous associations, and shouted:
"Wh-what the hell was all that?!"
But it didn't do a damn thing.
Ignoring Zuo Zuo's theatrics in his spirit world, Lynn stood up, looked at the crowd of Little Light Banquets around him, adjusted his Monocle with a solemn expression, and said seriously:
"We've wasted too much time here already. If the Seven Gods notice what's happening, we'll be in trouble. And you lot should hurry up and merge now. As much as I'd like to bring all of you along, you're too conspicuous. Sorry for the trouble, but please turn back into the Light Banquet from before."
"But remember, don't go triggering Protocol One on a whim again."
The Light Banquets nodded.
Then they looked at one another.
But soon.
They all frowned.
This great split had produced ninety-eight Light Banquets in one go. Splitting was easy, but if they wanted to merge again...
"Who eats whom-?"
A crucial question arose among them.
This hadn't been a simple breakup. Their wills had split along with their bodies, dividing into ninety-eight parts. In other words, under these circumstances, it was practically as though ninety-eight Light Banquets with independent wills and thoughts had appeared all at once.
In an instant.
The previously