After observing this world for some time, Hill grew increasingly confident that he could get out unscathed.
This world was important to the Lord of Hell's schemes, but it was not indispensable.
Even the information Fengo and Glasya had received was rather vague... they probably only knew that this world had been prepared for Bisozeya's resurrection, without knowing what role neighboring Telashir played in it.
Asmodeus might even have warned them not to appear in the world of the World Tree's descendant, lest they alert certain enemies.
How to put it... with Glasya so close by, there was not a single succubus in Telashir. This lady had never been one to obey her father's little rules.
Especially if she knew Telashir might become part of Hell, she would certainly have done everything possible to get her claws into it first.
But if she knew that doing so would affect her mother's resurrection, and that the world really was difficult to invade, the pampered princess of Hell would have no interest in a head-on confrontation.
In other words, Glasya must have known very little about Telashir... all she knew was that it was the world of the World Tree's daughter.
Glasya's mother had raised her to be exceptionally proud. She truly respected only those whose status equaled or exceeded her own.
The Lord of Hell had yet to storm Mount Celestia, and his own lair had even been invaded by his subordinates once. For now, no one would dare claim that he stood on equal footing with the World Tree.
Thus, once Hill confirmed that Glasya held absolute authority in this world, and that even Fengo dared not play little tricks to defy her orders, he felt much more at ease.
That prosecutor of Hell actually loved trampling on the dignity