"Big brother, were you the one protecting Guizhong's territory before?"
Having returned to Mt. Tianheng from the Guili Plains, Morax got straight to the point.
Guizhong had taken him to meet Marchosius, and he had also met their people, who had all been delighted by his arrival.
Although they knew nothing of Morax's strength, they knew Demon Gods were all formidable. Having another God meant another layer of protection.
To thank Morax for agreeing to cooperate, Marchosius had treated him to a warm welcome and a generous meal.
"Yes. Have you met them all?"
"Mm... are you planning to take over that territory?" Morax asked in confusion.
He had never figured out why Xiu Yuan had sent him there, so rather than keep puzzling over it himself, he decided to ask directly.
"No, you should be the one taking over that territory," Xiu Yuan denied, shaking his head.
"Me?"
"Of course. If I took over such a small patch of land, neither of us would be able to join the Seven when the war ended. That territory was prepared for you."
"You mean that territory should become part of Liyue too?" Morax seemed to understand, but not entirely.
"Exactly."
"That would work, but why leave those two Demon Gods alive? Couldn't we simply eliminate them and seize their territory?" That was what puzzled Morax.
"That's why I'm saying expanding your territory doesn't always require slaughter. Sometimes, you can take a different approach."
"Big brother, you've told me many times that war is cruel." Morax was confused precisely because he could not reconcile that point.
"Morax, war is indeed cruel, but there's a condition."
"A condition?"
"The other side has to pose a threat to you."
Hearing this, Morax sank into careful thought.
First of all, Guizhong and Marchosius could never