Redfield had changed.
Hades could see it.
He was still Red the Aloof, the Blood Earl, but there was something more to him now.
His people had likely influenced him.
In a sense, Redfield was no longer alone.
Whatever else might be true, he had formed a bond with the people behind him.
Redfield had once been a monster without a single weakness.
Now he had one.
The change surprised Hades.
As far as he remembered, the last person to touch Redfield's heart had been the musician of the Rumbar Pirates: Brook, the future Soul King.
Redfield took a sip of crimson wine and frowned. Something about the way Hades looked at him felt strange.
He took the map and put it away.
He wanted to rescue his people, but the Holy Land of Mary Geoise was a death trap. Going in alone would be suicide.
He needed the right opportunity, something like the battle at God Valley.
Chances like that were rare enough, and seizing one was harder still.
That was why he needed Hades's help. Intelligence was his greatest weakness.
If Hades had not sent someone to inform him, the battle in the Kingdom of Gods might have ended before he even heard about it.
Hades wanted to build a relationship with Redfield, and Redfield wanted the same.
There was no obvious shared interest between them.
But at heart, they were both targeting the World Government.
Hades might need Redfield's terrifying strength against the World Government.
Redfield needed to rescue his people from the Holy Land of Mary Geoise.
On his way here, he had seen the might of Kronos Kingdom. With his formidable Observation Haki, he could hardly avoid picking up bits of its intelligence.
Hades saw it happen and did not mind. Understanding each other better