「……Title contender? What’s that supposed to be.」
But the decision came in an instant.
Act like you don’t know. Picking up Sa Sejong’s covert hand signal, Gyeon Riok feigned ignorance with practiced ease.
「Huh? No, uh—didn’t you come from a new channel? You acquired the Challenger ‘Rank,’ as far as we know for sure…!」
So much so that Saruk was left stammering.
「New channel, challenger—first I’ve heard any of that in my life. Anyone here ever heard of it?」
『No way. What on earth is he even talking about.』
「R-right! I don’t know what you’re mistaking us for, but this is our first meeting, a-and this is all very confusing!」
Their party, quick to grasp the flow, hurried to pile on.
What is this, some sudden group con?
Timothy looked around, flustered, but the Koreans—who had already equipped their shameless faces—stood firm.
Realizing, belatedly, that this was an information war, Gyeon Jioh also squared his shoulders. The punk tactic of puffing yourself up to menace the weak…
「Reevooolu-tionary Army? Ha—what did I just hear? Pretending to be comrades to a good, honest citizen of the Republic out of nowhere! How do I report spies again. I, for one, will see these fiendish, heinous spies thrown in jail for sure!」
『W-wait a second!』
The Revolutionary Army broke out in a cold sweat.
Their…