"Dominator of Netherworld, you are not the only side I'll be mediating with in the Natural Federation. I'll be going to the Curse Demons as well," Richard replied calmly.
Though Richard understood Netherworld's double meaning, if he spoke up now, the other party would surely seize the chance to make an exorbitant demand.
The two sides asking for favors did not stand on equal footing.
Besides, in Richard's eyes, allowing the Gloomhaven Tribe to join the Wizard Alliance was already a good thing.
Otherwise, he could simply join forces with the World Tree and the Curse Demon Empire to erase the Gloomhaven Tribe from this World Cluster.
"Going to the Curse Demons?"
A faint smile appeared on the Dominator of Netherworld's face, and that smile carried only one meaning—mockery.
"Alchemist Wizard, you probably do not yet know what kind of creatures the Curse Demons are. Those fellows are demons. In their eyes, every other living being has only one name—slave!"
As he spoke, he leaned back, as though addressing every Dominator in the council chamber.
"I believe all of you still remember that unfortunate fellow, that Dominator from another civilization."
Richard raised a brow and looked at the Great World Tree beside him.
The Great World Tree explained, "In the past, the Curse Demon Empire once enslaved a Dominator from another World Cluster and used him as a weapon of war."
The Dominator of Netherworld looked at Richard and asked calmly, "Alchemist Wizard, do you think you can escape from the Curse Demon Emperor's hands? And there are two Curse Demon Emperors."
Richard smiled and leaned back as well.
"That is my concern."
"Then please return after you have mediated with the Curse Demons, Alchemist Wizard." Netherworld rose to his feet, and a Dimensional Gate woven from roots appeared behind