Watch Me

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"Hey… Uhhh... hmm, there's just no way, right?"

"Right?"

"Tell me!"

Ignatius constantly shook Isidore's throne, but no matter what, the man didn't even spare a glance at him.

Isidore's gaze remained locked on the live feed.

A hologram atop a circular table showed that Emir was asleep, his body face down on the ground.

"I don't know."

His reply finally came.

And it appeared that he too was stumped, never mind those lower than him in the CER.

Auric and Eldritch.

They, who didn't put much of their interest in Emir, were now staring at the holoscreen with mouths agape.

"You're sure it's working, right?"

Eldritch scoffed at Auric's question.

"You think they'd mess up? No, of course, it works… this guy is just a…" 

"Monster." 

Auric let out a chuckle.

"Would you still say that he's not going to join the rankings?"

Eldritch shook his head.