As soon as Serban's words fell, there was silence in the hall for several seconds.

Atfans and Theola looked at each other for a moment, and both smiled tacitly, the purpose of Serban's trip, the two of them had already guessed. Coincidentally, Artevans and Sheola came up with an idea.

"You represent the meaning of the prince of the Netherworld, so what does His Royal Highness the prince represent?" Artevans wanted to further confirm what the Netherworld Prince's request was.

"His Royal Highness, the prince is a candidate for the Netherworld Emperor, and his representative is naturally the Netherworld." Serban seemed to understand what Artfans meant, and his reply to Artevans was a little vague.

(Is it to wait and see my attitude for the time being, so you don't choose to tell me about the specific situation?) A very cautious way of doing things. However, listening to the meaning of this sentence, it seems to be ...... ）

Atfans touched his chin and thought for a moment. He already had a vague answer in his mind, but he wasn't quite sure. He looked at Sheola and saw that the other party was looking at him with a meaningful look.

(It seems that Sheola has already guessed Selban's purpose, and in terms of mind, I am still inferior to Sheola.) ）

"I'm sorry, I've thought of something, I don't think you're done yet, please continue." Atfans noticed Thurban's gaze, withdrew his thoughts, and spoke to him.

"Yes." Serban nodded, and continued, "Something has happened within the Netherworld, His Royal Highness the Prince has no way to gather too much strength, and His Royal Highness knows that the Demon Clan has a new king on the throne, and hopes that His Majesty the Demon King can provide some help, and at the same time, I also hope to take this opportunity to strengthen the relationship between the two clans. If the matter is successfully completed, His Royal Highness promises to give the demons enough resources as a reward to help rebuild after the battle against the Necromancy."

As soon as Serban finished speaking, Xiola secretly covered her mouth to hide the emotions she couldn't help but reveal.

(So, Lord Artefans, what do you do?) This is a great opportunity for you, but it is also a great challenge. ）

Sheola's intentions to Serban are completely clear, but she doesn't plan to interject in this conversation, she wants to see how Artevans will deal with it.

(It's a very tempting condition, but not long after I became the Demon King, Trier's rebuilding had to be slowed down due to resource and technology issues.) I haven't made much yet. If I accept the terms of the Nether Prince, not only will I be able to gain some allies, but Trill will be able to rebuild quickly, which will be very beneficial to the consolidation of my position and prestige. Merely...... ）

"His Royal Highness wants me to provide support, but he doesn't explain the main situation. This is the Dark Hell, the territory of the demons, and there will be no things that His Royal Highness is concerned about. Why is it necessary to cover it up so much? Or is it that you can't completely convey his meaning on behalf of His Royal Highness.'"

Thurban's offer did impress Atvance, but Atlvans was not a reckless man, and he still had concerns. Attfans didn't like to be ignorant before acting, and if Thurban's explanation didn't satisfy Atlvans, he would rather pass up this rare opportunity to gain prestige.

"Before leaving, the old man was given full authority by His Royal Highness the Prince, and His Royal Highness said that the words of the old man were his words. As for why you didn't reveal the details, I'm very sorry, but I want to know what Your Majesty the Demon King means, so I can decide whether to confess everything. Otherwise, the old man may be charged with leaking racial information, and I hope Your Majesty can understand."

Thurban bowed slightly to Attfans in apology, but also made it clear that he wouldn't reveal anything more unless Atlvans said it.

(It's a tough attitude, but it seems to be a big deal.) ）

Although Serban had made it clear that he needed Atfans' statement, judging from his expression, Serban's heart was not relaxed.

Artevans could even clearly see a hint of sweat on Thor's forehead, and he could tell that he took this task very seriously. If it was just the usual establishment of diplomatic relations or alliances, for the Netherworld Clan, which was still relatively strong, there was no need to face the weak Demon Clan like this at all.

Moreover, the envoy to the Hellenary this time was not an ordinary envoy, but the chief steward, and Artevans also saw from this that Serban's trip was for a more important matter. Otherwise, with Serban's unyielding attitude, if the matter was not serious, he would not need to show such a look at all, and he could even retreat directly.

The Netherworld prince seems to really need help from the demons, but this also makes Artevans even more curious.

"The reason why I want to know more is because my decisions can sometimes affect the fate of the entire demon race, and I hope you can understand that I can apologize if I have any presumptuous behavior just now. We can each take a step back, you just need to reveal a little more about what I can understand, and I will immediately give you a clear attitude, if I choose to refuse His Royal Highness's request to join forces, then I will forget all that happened to us today, and you have the right to not be here before, and I can guarantee that you will not be held responsible for it."

Atfans's caution prevented him from doing what he considered risky in the end.

Thrban listened to Atfans's words, and looked down in thought, as if he was engaged in a psychological struggle.

"Since Your Majesty has said so, if the old man refuses again, it will seem that His Royal Highness the Prince is not sincere." After a long time, Serban made a choice, "Your Royal Highness, I hope that the Demon Clan can provide assistance and help him sit in the position of the Emperor of the Underworld. This is the most information that the old man can reveal, please understand.'"

After hearing this, Artevans seemed satisfied and nodded silently.

(Help him sit on the throne, that is, what happened within the Netherworld is that the old Hades Emperor died, but for some special reasons, the prince, who is the heir of the Old Hades Emperor, cannot succeed logically, and even needs the help of the demons.) ）

(But common sense is that a descendant of the royal family can succeed to the throne, and if help is needed, there are two possible scenarios.) One is that there is a lot of distrust of the prince within the race, and the prince does not have enough support, so in order not to arouse public anger, he cannot succeed logically. The second is that in addition to the imperial family, there may be other forces that interfere with the succession of the throne, or even want to take the throne over. ）

(In the first case, however, you don't usually need the help of a foreigner, but it is a more dangerous thing to ask for help from a foreigner just because of your lack of prestige.) The most likely option, then, is the second one. ）

(The prince of the Netherworld, in the process of succeeding to the throne, was hindered by other forces, and it may not be just one force, and may even be dealt with by multiple forces, so he will not be able to find enough support within his own race, and ask for help from other races.) ）

(The prince of the Netherworld is very smart, and he knows that the demons are the most suitable choice.) First of all, it is very convenient to move between the Hellworld and the Underworld, and secondly, the demons have communicated with the Netherworld before. Last but not least, he knew that the Demon Race had just experienced a great war and even had a new Demon King, so he wanted to take this opportunity to gain a higher success rate for his plan. ）

(Any new king needs to consolidate his power, and I am no exception.) Providing sufficient resources after the proposal is completed, and the two clans can achieve a friendly relationship, for me, the new Demon King, it will have a huge effect on my prestige. So the odds of them thinking I'm going to accept it, it's going to be pretty high. ）

With just one word from Selbando, Artevans had guessed the Netherworld's Prince's thoughts, and it was basically the same as the truth.

(It's just as you think, Master Attace, and I think you can think about it, it's not a dangerous thing to do.) ）

Looking at Artevans' expression, Xiora also showed a satisfied expression.

"Whether His Royal Highness the Prince can guarantee that my subordinates will be safe, and whether things go well or not, the Demon Clan does not need to bear the adverse consequences of joining forces with His Royal Highness." Artevans already had the answer in his mind, but he still wanted the last guarantee.

"On this note, the old decay can represent the entire Netherworld royal family, assuring you." From Artfans' words, Serban also heard that Artfans was willing to accept the request to join forces, and his tense face was much soothed.

"Very well, I accept it! The demons will do their best to help His Royal Highness get what he wants, but they also hope that His Royal Highness will keep his promise." Artevans nodded in satisfaction and said to Thrban.

"Old decay, on behalf of His Royal Highness, in the honor of the royal family, swear to His Majesty the Demon King." Thrban straightened up and bowed respectfully to Artevans.

Then, out of thin air, he summoned a blank scroll and said something in his mouth. Immediately afterward, he bit his finger, causing green blood to drip onto the scroll.

With a burst of green light, a string of words instantly appeared on the scroll, engraved with the seal of the Netherworld royal family. Thurban straightened the scroll and handed it to Atfans with both hands.

"Sheola, take it." Artevans looked at Sheola and spoke to her.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Sheola saluted Atvance, stepped forward, took the scroll from Serban, opened it, and swept his eyes over the words written on it.

After a few moments, Sheola spread out the scroll, took it in her hand, turned around, and walked towards Artevans.

"Your Majesty, this is a joint agreement between the Nether Imperial Family, and it has been confirmed that there is no problem." Sheola showed the scroll to Artfans.

"Well, then, it's a deal" Artevans raised his right hand, and a cloud of black mist wrapped around his index finger, slicing his finger. A second later, a drop of blood dripped onto the scroll, forming a pattern of demons.

The agreement was formally established.

Artevans took the scroll, took out a piece of leather paper from the pocket of space he had summoned at random, made an identical copy with his magic, and then gave the copy he had copied to Sheola.

After receiving the copy of Atvance, Sheola bowed her head again politely, and handed the complete copy of the scroll to Thorban.

"Thank you for your help. I beg your pardon for taking the liberty of the matter, and I hope that Your Majesty will start acting as soon as possible. Serban took the scroll, bowed deeply, and said.

"Of course, if it's convenient, please rest here for the night, and I'll decide on a candidate to go to the underworld by tomorrow." Atfans smiled.

Thirblob nodded in acceptance. Afterwards, under the reception of the puppets of the "Black Temple", Serban went to rest in the guest room on the side of the Temple of Notis.

Seeing that Serban had left the central hall, Artevans looked at Sheola with serious eyes.

"Let everyone, come here in five minutes, I'm going to explain something."