And so the next day arrived.
On the morning of the vote, the capital was overflowing with people.
Bruna and Lupina were already standing in the plaza, and the paladins, including Charon, were also in their designated positions.
Booths and ballot papers for secret voting were prepared in front of the plaza, and all the voted papers would be collected and quickly tallied by magic.
“Do you really think a war will break out here?”
Elodie, who had arrived late last night, asked Frondier, who was standing next to her.
Of course, both of them were wearing masks.
“It will definitely happen if we leave it alone. Even now, gods possessing humans are flying in from the Falind continent.”
They had also placed crows in the vicinity, and Poseidon would hold them off for a while, but that couldn’t last forever.
For some reason, the gods were not yet visible from the sea. Were they taking a long time in the Falind continent?
“Humans with divine power are not limited to Falind. They are also here in Agoris, probably hiding among the crowd, waiting for the right moment.”
“Why aren’t they attacking the devils right now?”
“First, there are too many people. Second, they can’t distinguish between devils and humans. And third, this vote is quite important.”
The gods here were roughly aware of the situation in Agoris. They probably knew that the conflict between humans was on the verge of exploding.
So the easiest sign to recognize would be a civil war.
If humans started fighting amongst themselves, there would be no point in the gods protecting them. They would immediately try to eliminate the devils pretending to be gods. And they wouldn’t care if a human or two died in the process.
‘I guess Baal’s plan has pretty much fallen apart.’
Baal was pretending to be a god because he wanted to go back to the Demon Realm, but Satan hadn’t shown any movement. Or maybe he was just too busy running around in the Demon Realm to be seen.
‘I’m also concerned that the gate is not visible.’
Frondier had recently met Astaroth’s subordinates. They must have used a gate to cross over from the Demon Realm, but Gregory hadn’t found it yet.
“So, after this vote takes place, a civil war is bound to happen?”
“No matter which side wins, the opposing forces will not accept the result.”
However, if Aphrodite was really there, Lupina, whom she had chosen, would likely be selected.
Frondier looked at the two women, Bruna and Lupina, in the plaza.
‘They are certainly beautiful. Beautiful enough to be chosen as the most beautiful in the capital. Just by looks alone, I can’t tell who will be chosen.’
But if Aphrodite wanted to win, she would have done something. It wouldn’t be difficult for the Goddess of Beauty.
“…Oh.”
At that moment, Elodie looked up.
Something caught her Mana Detection.
Some kind of power was pouring into Lupina.
“It looks like it’s begun.”
Frondier nodded at Elodie’s words.
He could feel it with his sixth sense as well. The power emanating from a parked vehicle in the distance.
Aphrodite was there.
‘…Wait a minute. But…’
Frondier looked at Elodie.
What Aphrodite was using now wasn’t magic, was it? It must be divine power.
How could Elodie’s Mana Detectiondetect that?
“Frondier, look over there.”
Elodie pointed to the crowd.
People were starting to turn their gaze towards Lupina. The result of Aphrodite’s power at work.
“That’s amazing.”
Frondier looked at Lupina.
Her appearance hadn’t changed at all from before, but she suddenly started to look more attractive. Moreover, because it wasn’t done with magic, he couldn’t feel anything artificial about it.
‘With that level of power, even Elodie…’
Since Elodie was wearing a mask now, Frondier recalled Elodie’s original face.
…Hmm.
Divine power wasn’t omnipotent.
‘There’s absolutely no change in Bruna. If she were Hera, she wouldn’t just stand there doing nothing. As expected, Bruna isn’t Hera, but a fake.’
Brrr—
At that moment, Frondier’s phone rang.
[Master Frondier. It’s Arald.]
“Speak.”
[As expected, Charon doesn’t seem to have divine power.]
“How did you know?”
[There’s a considerable amount of tension on Charon’s face. His posture and expression are clearly different from the other paladins. It seems like he’s sensed the divine power that has arrived nearby. It seems he’s grasped the situation.]
He’s only figuring that out now?
“It would be best if we could quell this whole voting thing before it even ends.”
The best way to prevent a civil war was to eliminate the cause.
It would be ideal if they could stop the voting.
But most of the methods he could think of would put people at risk, and there were too many potential threats for him to step forward.
There were devils here, gods possessing humans, and especially Athena, who was possessing Carla.
As expected, he would have to respond to the situation after the vote, depending on…
[…Master Frondier.]
At that moment, Arald’s voice on the other end of the line changed.
“What is it?”
[…This is… how should I explain this…]
Arald was rarely at a loss for words.
“What is it?”
[…We have a big problem.]
What in the world was he talking about? Just as Frondier was about to retort,
He saw it too. Elodie, who was standing next to him, also saw it.
From afar, in the plaza packed with people.
Pink hair that stood out even in that large crowd.
No, it wasn’t just because of her hair.
“Oh, honestly. What kind of god is that? My clothes are all messed up.”
The woman grumbled as she walked leisurely through the crowd, who for some reason parted to make way for her.
Her clothes were tattered, as if she had been through something, and she was drenched from head to toe. She was covered in dust, leaves, and other debris, as if she had walked a long way.
Her hair, her eyes, her skin, all shimmered with a watery light.
“Ah! So this is that vote I heard about on the way here! The two most beautiful ladies in the capital!”
She didn’t speak particularly loudly. She was simply expressing her admiration.
However, the crowd gradually fell silent.
She was unaware of the situation.
She was uninformed.
She wasn’t wearing a mask like Frondier and his companions.
With her bareface, she turned her radiant eyes towards the plaza.
Sybil Forte, who had just seen Bruna and Lupina,
“…Hmm.”
Let out a soft chuckle.
“…Don’t tell me, it’s her.”
Elodie murmured.
Of course, Elodie was aware of her own beauty.
But she didn’t flaunt it.
For her, who walked the path of an Archmage, appearance was a trivial matter.
But Sybil was different.
She knew exactly how effective her looks were,
and maximizing that charm was as easy as breathing.
And above all, it was something she did all the time.
If there was a parameter called ‘Charm,’
Sybil, fully charged, declared,
“I can’t lose to this.”
Her tone was light, almost joking.
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Lol, sybil
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