Zhang Fan was invited into Bido Palace, where King Slacha personally rose from his throne to welcome him.
After exchanging greetings, the two chatted about minor matters concerning their races as though they were old friends.
After a long, pleasant conversation, King Slacha asked, "Overlord, how many warships can the defensive system you've deployed around us hold off?"
"Not many. It's only a single Mirass Super Cannon."
Slacha exclaimed, "You've deployed a planet-destroying weapon in my Bido Star System! You certainly take us seriously, Overlord."
"It's nothing. We're allies now. I've already promised General Slaas that if we wipe out Domina, your Bido Race will become the rulers of the Northern Realm Universe."
Slacha felt a mixture of joy and worry. Overthrowing Domina should be feasible, but besides her, the Northern Realm also had the Northern Realm Great Emperor. Slacha wasn't the sort to charge headlong into unifying the Northern Realm on a whim.
"Overlord, are you confident you can defeat the Northern Realm Great Emperor?" Zhang Fan shook his head with a faint smile. "No!"
Zhang Fan's answer was crisp and decisive, leaving Slacha bewildered. "No? How can you answer so readily, Overlord?"
"Why must we defeat the Northern Realm Great Emperor? If we aren't strong enough, why not simply remain under him? Tell me, has the Northern Realm Great Emperor ever governed you?"
At Zhang Fan's question, Slacha shook his head. "No, he hasn't."
"Exactly. Although the Northern Realm Great Emperor is so powerful he's practically invincible, Domina is the one who actually holds power. Defeating her would merely prove that you're stronger than she is. Why not just replace her? I have no desire to provoke someone at the Great Emperor level."
Slacha hastily nodded. "Indeed, indeed. You're right, Overlord."
On the surface, Zhang Fan and Slacha