Ciara puffed out her chest and said proudly, “Yes. The more difficult things are, the more people will look for a savior. With 2.3 billion people dead, I was confident in making Hero-nim into a God. I just had to cut off the few dissenting voices and amplify the positive voices. It was simple.”

She had experience controlling the media with her clan’s power. Contrary to my belief, she hadn’t cut off her relationship with the Kenex clan. In fact, she was most likely its ruler. With her clan’s power and the power of her future sight, manipulating popular opinion should have been simple.

I asked, “Setting me aside, how did you trick Daisy?”

“Hero-nim, I am an Evil Eyes beholder.” The cross in her eyes shone fiercely. “My League isn’t so low as to be analyzed by such low-grade Evil Eyes.”

I nodded. “I see.”

She smiled at me gleefully. “Hero-nim, please ask if you have more questions! I will answer any questions you have!”

I asked, “Why did you enter the dungeon? Were you afraid I would lose to Sherafina?”

She shook her head vehemently. “Of course not. There’s no way...