Satan Ye, who had been deep in thought, looked at all the leaders present, awaiting their opinions.
“Kill them, kill those who resist, and make the rest slaves.”
The insect-man said this.
"That means leaving no way out. The other traitors will see us as enemies..."
The ghost-eyed girl offered a different opinion.
"That's true."
The insect-man responded in this way, raising his head to await Satan Leaf's decision.
"..."
The others did not seem inclined to speak.
At this moment, Ira also understood what Vera meant by Satan's lack of opinion; she was still hesitant and unsure of what judgment to make.
Vera, meanwhile, was winking and making faces at Ira, seemingly doing something else entirely.
"..."
In fact, Ira really wanted to say something, because... no matter what perspective she was looking at it from, the only thing to do was to pretend that those races had never rebelled and express her understanding of their "submission".
However, Ira shouldn't speak now; his position is inappropriate.
If Satan Ye wanted to know his opinion and suggestions, he should wait until after the meeting and ask him in a place like the Imperial Study. A normal emperor would simply let the topic pass.
"Mr. Ira, can you help me?"
"..."
"!!!"
Ira forgot that Satan-Ye wasn't a normal emperor, and his wording was actually "Help me?" Even at the very least, shouldn't he have said something like, "Prime Minister Ira, what's your opinion?"
But...why?!
It feels a little different?
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