Afterward, the Beholder Observer vanished in a flash of teleportation light. Though this powerful Beholder was strong, had exacting standards, and a sharp tongue, he was actually quite shy. He was not used to appearing before so many people, especially with an outsider like Solam present.
So, after saying everything that needed to be said, he withdrew, leaving the rest to Malcanthet.
What followed was simple. Malcanthet did not bother with pleasantries with Solam; demons did not really do pleasantries to begin with. Since Solam had appeared here, it meant they had him firmly in their grasp. Thus, Malcanthet did not beat around the bush and directly told Solam part of the plan. As for why it was only part of it, that was none of Solam's concern.
"Cannibal King? Malagash Unus? Who's that?" Solam had heard a name from Malcanthet that he had never encountered before, and it piqued his curiosity. Besides, the title Cannibal King was just too lame. Solam had no choice but to ask. According to Malcanthet, he would be carrying out the plan alongside this person.
Malcanthet did not immediately answer Solam's question. Instead, she clapped her hands. Soon, a human entered the hall under the guidance of a Succubus. How should he put it? The first word that came to Solam's mind upon seeing this human was pirate.
There was no helping it. The man was dressed exactly like a standard pirate captain: a crimson naval officer's coat covered in dark red bloodstains, greasy, filthy black curls beneath a grimy captain's hat, and a weathered, hardened face bearing all the marks of a man who had endured countless winds and scorching suns at sea.
Even more interestingly, like so many pirate captains in literary works, he was disabled. He had lost an eye, a