Chapter 1812: An Outrageous Demand
The councilors' smiles were strange, yet brilliant.
Yes!
Who said the Mist was our enemy?
Wasn't the enemy of our enemy supposed to be a friend?
They were far too familiar with this sort of maneuver.
Especially now that they had the War God as a target.
After all, compared to them, the Mist—already nearly a True God—cared far more about the War God, who had become a True God and occupied Aitandinburg.
"But we will have to pay a tremendous price."
"And such negotiations are extremely likely to bring even greater danger."
"Will Gelsak agree?"
The impatient councilor spoke with a furrowed brow.
Though he was impatient by nature, anyone capable of becoming a councilor was certainly no fool.
"He will definitely agree."
"He will not readily give up everything he has now."
"Because he is just like us."
"We know what he is thinking."
"Likewise, he knows what we are thinking."
The mild-mannered councilor spoke slowly.
"So, do we need to offer more... support?"
The sinister councilor asked.
At that moment, his voice was calm, without the slightest trace of anger.
It was all merely an act.
If someone played the villain, someone naturally had to play the good guy. Of course, there also had to be someone who could mediate between them.
As for the rest?
The roles had long since been assigned. They only needed to watch.
"Mm."
"That is necessary."
"After all, we need Gelsak to risk his life."
The mild-mannered councilor nodded.
The other councilors nodded along.
With that, their secret exchange came to an end.
Everyone returned to the council chamber.
"Gelsak, don't be hasty."
"We will not simply stand by and let something happen to you. We can provide more assistance, and you can use it to