The Lilithu Sisterhood's stance seemed somewhat undecided.
On one hand, they maintained dealings with the Iron Thorn Conspiracy Group; on the other, they were entangled in an ambiguous relationship with Alvin.
"Is that strange?" Faced with Alvin's question, Lily merely smiled, unconcerned, and said flirtatiously, "It may not be quite as you imagine. We have never pledged loyalty to anyone. The word loyalty... is too much of a luxury for us. The Lilithu Sisterhood only serves the victor."
"I understand."
Alvin nodded, not particularly surprised.
Organizations like this were common in Commorragh as well. Whether it was the Wych Cults, Succubi, Blood Harlequins, or even the great noble houses, nearly all of them shared the same mindset and attitude.
Whoever won, they helped.
And now, the Iron Thorn Conspiracy Group's repeated setbacks before the rebel army had given the major powers of Commorragh some ideas.
It could even be said that the Iron Thorn Conspiracy Group deserved much of the credit for what had originally been a small-scale rebellion growing to this size!
Since the Iron Thorn Conspiracy Group was incapable, other powers could hardly be blamed for becoming restless.
Betting on both sides was hardly exclusive to humans; Commorragh was even more so.
At this critical moment, the leader of the Lilithu Sisterhood had informed Alvin of Weston's betrayal. It was clearly a gesture of goodwill, and timely aid in the snow.
Alvin naturally accepted the olive branch extended by the Lilithu Sisterhood with a smile.
"Ms. Lily, on behalf of the rebel army, I thank you for the intelligence you have provided. It is extremely important to us."
No matter what, he had to show enough courtesy on the surface.
Unite all forces that could be united, right?
"You really are an interesting man, Mr. Alvin." Seeing that