Chapter 395: The Dripping Night (4)
“Let us proceed to the next agenda.”
I impassively continued to the next topic.
I absolutely couldn’t show a bitter or displeased look on my face in this situation. I have to quickly get past it as if it isn’t a big deal.
The more I appear flustered, the more the Demon Lords will think that the leadership on our side is divided. And keep this in mind – there is no leadership that looks more incompetent than leadership that appears divided. Leaders must always wear a mask so that their true intentions are inscrutable.
“…….”
Unfortunately, it seems Paimon didn’t get the memo.
Paimon’s eyes looked like they were spewing out lava. She was glaring at Barbatos so intensely, that it felt like she wanted to whip Barbatos to death right this instant. On the other hand, Barbatos was smirking at Paimon with an expression that looked like it was asking ‘What? Are you frustrated?’
“……Tonight’s Walpurgis Night shall be adjourned here. I would like to thank everyone who participated today.”
In the end, the atmosphere remained tense until the meeting concluded. The Demon Lords started to leave in groups of threes and twos. I couldn’t hear exactly what they were saying, but it was obvious what they were whispering about. Damn it.