In the depths of the central chamber at the Midnight Magic Engineering Research Institute on the outskirts of Neka Island, Lanchi was still chatting with Kali Yella.
"First tell me who you plan to look for."
Lanchi sighed.
He did not know who Kali Yella hoped the negotiator for the Plant Empire side would be, but he could arrange either.
"A lunatic who keeps the top brass of the empire guessing, the new prime minister of the Plant Empire, but in these times of war, only he would dare to take on such a heavy responsibility. I'm not sure how high a price we'll have to pay to earn his trust. Once he discovers that we demons have a stronger desire to form an alliance, he will definitely make exorbitant demands, but if our sincerity is lacking, he will inevitably suspect that we aren't genuinely willing to help them fight the vampires."
Kali Yella pinched the bridge of her nose as she spoke. After finishing, she paused for a few seconds, leaned forward, and lowered her voice by half.
"You and I have only one mission when we go to the Plant Empire: find a way for me to see Wilford. At the very worst, the two of us can team up and give him a course of treatment, and he'll become our slaves anyway."
Kali Yella smiled craftily, having now discovered that her combination attacks with Nameless Qing were the strongest.
Lanchi choked up.
Leaving aside whether this typical demon way of thinking held by the Fallen Lord was correct or not.
First of all, it simply couldn't be implemented.
"Is it really okay for you to boldly plot these things out loud with me?"
He looked at the Fallen Lord very seriously.
"What's wrong? Don't tell me