"I believed that Mr. Fernando would win!"
Pastel spoke with a face completely devoid of lies in front of the High Priest, who was wrapping a bandage around his injured forearm.
Because she truly had believed it.
No matter which side won, someone was going to win!
Sincerity completely devoid of lies!
"So I was just discussing with Lord Demon here about how we should cooperate and lead going forward!"
This, too, was completely devoid of lies.
Their discussion on how to cooperate and lead had ended with the conclusion of just ditching them both and striking first!
Right now, Pastel is the very embodiment of a traitor's collaborator.
The pointed-at Lord Demon had a dumbfounded expression. His face was so lacking in tact that even High Priest Fernando looked suspicious...
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