Chapter 73: Stop—Are You Pulling a Fast One on Me? (5)
The reason why so many mercenaries were supporting Keter was simple: all of them owed him a debt—either financially or emotionally. The mercenaries who supported Keter were easy to spot as they had all gathered behind him.
Luke, beaming with satisfaction, began counting.
“Twenty-five!”
“...!”
Cork’s frown deepened. As Luke said, a total of twenty-five mercenaries—more than half—were backing Keter.
Then, he suddenly became enthusiastic as he said, “Wait! Don’t forget, I’m a mercenary before I’m the branch manager. I still have my vote!”
“You already used it,” Keter interjected, raising his middle finger. “Like this.”
“...!”
“What kind of man, let alone a mercenary who lives by his word, would change their words? Oh, wait—you already did.”
“Grrr!”
If Cork hadn’t hastily cast his vote earlier, the tally would have ended in a tie between him and Keter. By the rule requiring a majority, Keter would have lost. Cork had effectively dug his own grave.