From RE0, Sato Kazuma decided to cheat on food and drink

The other person's words seemed to suggest that they were someone with a similar personality.

Aqua's brain, though numbed by alcohol, was still working at a rapid pace.

So-called political ideology is probably something similar to the doctrines of the religious order.

Since that's the case, let these people experience the doctrines of the Axis Cult firsthand!

"As long as we get serious, we can do anything. We are capable of anything. Even if we don't do it well, it's not our fault. It's the world's fault!"

"When faced with something you hate, all you have to do is run away. Running away isn't losing, it's winning! When you hesitate, you'll regret it no matter what you do. Since you'll regret it anyway, just choose the easier way right now!"

"I will let my followers in this world do whatever they want!"

Aqua raised her arms and shouted, while the water in her glass shot out an even higher jet.

However, the entire hall was completely silent.

It's over, it's over.

Kazuma Sato closed his eyes; he was ready to leave this world peacefully.

But a second later, an incredibly loud round of applause erupted in the hall.

"Ugh?"

Kazuma Sato stared blankly at his surroundings.

Is this right?

Although Aqua's remarks were somewhat puzzling, they worked quite well in conjunction with her talent show.

Aqua had already gained a certain number of followers due to the miracles she had previously caused.

The display of her talent was seen by many as a demonstration of power, and they felt a sense of awe towards Aqua.

Regardless of their stance, almost everyone present was basically convinced of one thing—

Aqua is the most noteworthy presence in this royal selection.

"As expected of Lady Aqua, her way of speaking is truly unique."

McCrotoff nodded in satisfaction, then stood up, ready to announce the end of the meeting.

Finally, it's finally coming to an end!

"All the candidates have finished speaking, so—"

"Then let's keep drinking! Do whatever makes us happy! Forget about the rules!"

Before McCrotov could finish speaking, Aqua had already raised her glass and shouted again.

"it is good!"

This time, many people in the hall immediately responded loudly.

The party continues!

The entire hall returned to the incredibly lively atmosphere it had been a few minutes earlier.

"Ugh."

McCrotoff smiled and shook his head.

Things turned out this way, which was completely unexpected for him.

But it seems pretty good.

"It's been so long since I've had one."

McCrotoff also raised his glass and took a few sips.

With Aqua's frenzied promotion, the party became increasingly lively, and under the influence of alcohol, those formalities were gradually abandoned.

After a few drinks, Kazuma Sato also felt a little dizzy.

He didn't care what happened afterward.

Let's enjoy ourselves first and think about the rest later.

He took a glass of wine and walked to the table where the candidates were:

"Aqua, bring these guys to play rock-paper-scissors!"

"Okay, okay! Let's play rock-paper-scissors!"

Aqua agreed without hesitation.

"What's 'rock-paper-scissors'?"

Priscilla, who was standing nearby, asked with some confusion.

"It's a game, just the most basic rock-paper-scissors~ But there will be penalties if we play it~"

Kazuma Sato's face revealed that familiar lewd smile.

"If you lose, you have to take off a piece of clothing!"

"It's such a low-level hobby that only ants would enjoy."

Priscilla shook her head dismissively.

"Oh? Are you afraid of losing?"

"Do you think I will lose?"

Priscilla's smile vanished completely, replaced by an extremely serious and earnest expression.

"The whole world revolves around me. There is no such thing as failure in front of me."

"Then come on, let's see if you dare!"

Chapter Sixty-Nine: Priscilla's First Failure!

Al felt his heart suddenly race.

This was the first time he had ever seen anyone dare to speak to Priscilla like that.

Given Priscilla's personality, if anyone displeases her, she will not hesitate to take action, even if this is the royal palace.

Upon hearing Sato Kazuma's words, Priscilla merely narrowed her eyes slightly, shielding her face with her fan, and looked at him with interest:

"I have no interest in the lowly pleasures of you common folk. This kind of pointless provocation has no effect on me. However, since your master can still bring me some insignificant amusement, I will reluctantly play along with you. Enjoy your defeat in front of me with gratitude."

"Hehe, talking such arrogant words, don't try to cheat when you lose!"

Kazuma Sato smiled and then prepared to play rock-paper-scissors with Priscilla.

"Three, two... Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?"

Kazuma Sato had just counted to two when Priscilla had already extended her hand, and her gesture was not either of rock-paper-scissors, but rather her index and middle fingers extended.

"What is this?"

"This is a sword."

"There's no sword on the rock-paper-scissors board..."

"If I believe it exists, then I am right."

"Don't you even know the rules...?"

Kazuma Sato sighed somewhat helplessly and explained the rules of the rock-paper-scissors game to the other party.

Beside her, Al's gaze peeked through the tiny gap in his helmet and landed on Kazuma Sato.

"I see. It really is a boring game. Just treat it as a way to pass the time. I've already had enough fun today."

Priscilla withdrew her hand and then prepared to start this round of the game with Kazuma Sato.

For her, the rules of the game don't matter.

The world revolves around me, and as long as it's daytime, whatever I do will go smoothly.

Whether it's a royal selection or anything else, you'll always be the one who wins in the end.

I am someone who is loved by the world.

Failure is a word that could never appear in Priscilla's dictionary.

"Three, two, one!"

The two attacked simultaneously; Priscilla clenched her right fist and threw a stone.

Kazuma Sato had his right hand outstretched.

It's cloth.

"Hahahaha, what tough talk you just made, but it still didn't work out in the end? Let me tell you, I've never lost a game of rock-paper-scissors since I was a kid!"

Kazuma Sato immediately revealed a cunning face and began to play the role of Priscilla.

"I have won. It's only natural that a stone can break through cloth, isn't it?"

Priscilla simply replied.

"Hey, hey, hey, what kind of saying is 'a stone can pierce through cloth'?"

"Because it is my stone, it can pierce through the cloth."

"Are you starting to cheat, you bastard?"

Kazuma Sato glared at Priscilla, his face full of displeasure.

“Well… Princess, according to the normal rules, cloth did indeed beat stone.”

Al whispered to himself, reaching out and gently scratching his helmet, the metal parts clattering together with a creaking sound.

"is it?"

Priscilla seemed somewhat incredulous at the result, looking down at her hands.

Lost yourself?

impossible.

Such a thing is absolutely impossible.

interesting.

"If you lose, you lose, don't try to renege on your promise! Otherwise, I might tell everyone that one of the candidates cheated even when playing rock-paper-scissors!"

Kazuma Sato persisted.

"Princess....."

"I am no ordinary person like you. Since you are quite interesting, I will reluctantly give you what you consider to be the result as a reward."

Priscilla said with a smile.

She looked at Kazuma Sato, her gaze seemingly showing a hint of interest in him.

"It sounds like you deliberately let me win... But it doesn't matter! The loser has to take off an outfit! That punishment absolutely cannot be omitted!"

Kazuma Sato said loudly to Priscilla.

Although he was drunk, his mind was exceptionally clear in this particular area.

Roswaal, in the distance, remained completely unmoved as he observed Kazuma Sato.

He had investigated the other candidates, and Priscilla was arguably the most dangerous of them all.

Her behavior was too self-willed; she disregarded the nobility and acted solely on her own will.

Moreover, even Roswaal was unable to figure out Priscilla's true identity; there seemed to be some mystery surrounding her.

Even so, Kazuma Sato took the initiative to communicate with the other party without hesitation, and even said some unbelievable things.

Priscilla wasn't angry.

Has Kazuma Sato truly seen through Priscilla's heart?

What was his purpose in taking the initiative to strike up a conversation?

Countless questions arose in Roswaal's mind, and he firmly believed that Kazuma Sato must have his own reasons for doing this.

Little did they know, Kazuma Sato's reason was actually incredibly simple.