A Year's Time and the Necromancer's Decision / Taking the Initiative and the Soul-Bound Devil Lord's Decision

At this, Moros's lips curled into a meaningful smile.

He slowly nodded, seeming interested in Nasrin's proposal.

"It sounds like you've done your homework, Nasrin. But I need more than that. I also need you to guarantee, by some means, that once our cooperation begins, there will be no betrayal. After all, deals with demons always require extra caution."

The guarantee in the necromancer's words was no empty verbal promise.

Given the reputation of Tanar'ri demons, trusting their verbal assurances was no different from seeking death.

For demons, chaotic by nature, the only things that could truly bind them were magical oaths with compulsory force.

After understanding Moros's meaning, Nasrin narrowed her eyes slightly.

She hesitated for a moment, but ultimately chose to compromise.

To successfully ascend to the position of Demon Lord of the 406th Abyss Layer, she was willing to pay any price.

"Very well. I am willing to accept your proposal, Lord Moros. We can sign a magically binding contract to ensure our cooperation proceeds smoothly."

There was a trace of barely perceptible resolve in Nasrin's voice.

She naturally understood that once this magical contract was signed, she would never again be able to stab this powerful necromancer in the back.

But she also clearly recognized that this was the necessary path to becoming a Demon Lord.

To become a Demon Lord...

Muttering inwardly, Nasrin took out a devil contract.

Although the Blood War between demons and devils had lasted for countless millennia, demons still had no choice but to acknowledge and respect the devils' exquisite skill in drafting contracts.

Taking the contract, Moros began a meticulous inspection.

From the material of the contract to the formatting of its text, from the obscure runes to every potentially concealed spell mark, he subjected each part to rigorous examination