"What changed? What does the Queen of Chaos want?" This was Solam's second meeting with the Queen of Chaos's envoy since his return. During their first meeting, Solam had agreed to cooperate with the Queen of Chaos. He had no reason to refuse—once the benefits were in hand, whether he fulfilled his promises was another matter entirely. As for helping her rule the Abyss, heh, Solam was in no such hurry. He was aiming to make a killing. Agreeing too readily would not only make him seem cheap, but also invite suspicion.
Thus, Solam had given no response to the Queen of Chaos's olive branch. He neither refused nor agreed, simply dragging things out. Unless the Queen of Chaos offered greater benefits, Solam could not be bothered with her.
Yet Solam had never expected the Queen of Chaos to present new terms again so quickly.
"You may not know this, but Master fought Obox-ob the day before yesterday." The Queen of Chaos's envoy was a Succubus—or, more directly, one of Sami-Amor's subordinates. The Queen of Chaos now relied entirely on Sami-Amor for diplomacy and intelligence. After all, the core of the Queen of Chaos's forces still consisted of Slaad and Obyrith demons, and these two races were naturally at a disadvantage when operating in the Abyss. The other Tanar'ri demons were not particularly receptive to either race. Thus, she could only rely heavily on Sami-Amor. This had allowed Sami-Amor to flourish at the Queen of Chaos's side, practically carrying herself like the third most important figure.
The Succubus's words made Solam narrow his eyes. He already understood why the Queen of Chaos had been so eager to seek him out again.
"And the result?"
"Master lost." This Succubus was rather interesting. She did not try to hide it in the