The First Note

After Diathorus finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at Roy with hopeful eyes, waiting for Roy's answer. Yet Roy neither agreed nor disagreed with his proposal and said nothing.

Roy could understand Diathorus well enough. By all accounts, Diathorus had likely been among the first prisoners after Sargeras established the prison of Mardum. He had been locked in Mardum for over a thousand years. Even a demon with a long lifespan would likely be unable to endure that. It was only natural that, after so long, he wanted to break through the prison's blockade and escape. But with his strength, there was no way he could breach Mardum's spatial seal, which was why he had placed his hopes on Roy, a Demon King.

In other words, Diathorus hoped to trade his loyalty for Roy taking him along when he broke out of the prison.

But unfortunately, Diathorus had miscalculated one thing: Roy was not at all eager to escape the prison right now. Roy knew perfectly well that it would not be long before Sargeras destroyed this prison himself. Why waste the effort figuring out how to break out?

Besides, how could a plane chosen by Sargeras to exile demons possibly be so easy to breach? Calling this planar prison impregnable would not be an exaggeration in the slightest. Roy did not believe that gathering every demon here would reveal some flaw they could use to escape.

When Diathorus noticed Roy staring at him without speaking, the ingratiating smile on his face gradually faded. Then he quickly realized that Lord Osiris before him was different from himself. He had only just been imprisoned. Words about breaking out of prison probably could not move him. In fact, perhaps Lord Osiris did not even want to leave for the moment.