Although in his view, the treaty signed by The Twelve Kingdoms was already quite "excessive," what the Food God wanted was far from just that. For him, this gathering was not a full stop marking the end, but rather a trumpet heralding a charge.
"Isn't he your older brother?"
When Leon noticed her gaze and looked over suspiciously, Miss Salted Fish hurriedly turned her head away, immediately covering her mouth with her hand, and whispered to William behind her:
"As his younger brother, shouldn't you help him hide these plans? Why are you telling me this?"
"It's what you traded the chocolate for, isn't it?"
"..."
"Also, do you have any concrete evidence for what I just said?"
After putting away his notepad, William blinked and said:
"If you are dumb enough to tattle, how are you going to answer when other kings ask for your source? Say you traded five slabs of cream chocolate with the Food God's elementary school-aged brother?"
"..."
