Although it was said to be less than two weeks, in reality, there were only ten days left.
The entire Augusta Manor was immersed in anxiety and busyness, and during this time, the days flew by rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, the final deadline had arrived.
Looking at the various documents sprawled across her desk, Glaya, with dark circles under her eyes, slowly put down her pen.
In these ten days, in order to help the Princess gather the required 576 King's election points, she had racked her brain and hardly slept.
At the same time, Glaya had finally come to personally understand just how outrageous the tasks Lynn had accomplished before were.
Less than a month.
Perhaps only a little over half a month had passed, yet she had managed to gather a full three thousand points from the Holy Oak Organization!
Throughout the entire history of the Saint Laurent Empire, there had been very few who could do what he did.
Compared to Lynn, Glaya suddenly felt her own weakness.