Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1202 - 800: The Covenant of Melogas_4

Hoping that the Pope would foolishly breach the peace treaty with the Huo Ning Empire to benefit the Demon World is nothing but a daydream.

"Come with me to annihilate the Huo Ning Empire."

Lanci straightforwardly stated his request.

"Pfft!"

Melogas almost couldn't keep her seat.

She took out a handkerchief to cover her mouth, never having lost her composure like this before.

"Are you mad, Pope?!"

Melogas adjusted her sitting posture, covering her mouth with both hands.

Had she not constantly reminded herself to remain dignified in front of this man, she probably would have her eyes wide open, blinking incessantly.

Looking at the Holy Polante Pope like this, she didn't think he was joking. The serious expression and tone he used when he let her leave the territory of Purgatory before were similar.

"Melogas, do you know about the Mirror of Tiberius?"

Lanci asked her.

"...Of course."

Melogas narrowed her eyes, her expression becoming solemn.

She had wanted to know the whereabouts of this super ancient artifact, but in the entire Demon World, aside from the former Demon King, probably only Calila knew the answer.

Now, analyzing for a moment, it was possible that the Holy Polante Pope knew as well.

"It's actually located at the very bottom of Purgatory Corridor Academy. That's also why Calila asked me to come here. From now on, you will be in charge of guarding this divine artifact. I have used the Mirror of Tiberius three times and have seen that the Huo Ning Empire is currently brewing some very terrifying things..."

Lanci candidly revealed the answer, sharing most of the information he obtained from the Mirror of Tiberius with Melogas.

"..."

Melogas listened with wide-open eyes, slightly absent-minded.

Even though listening to words that seemed like tearing apart the false facade of world peace sounded absurd and crazy,

she believed that what the Holy Polante Pope said was absolutely true; everything seemed to align with reality, becoming increasingly shocking and infuriating as she listened.

Or rather, the Pope had absolutely no need to deceive her. In just the next few days, she could investigate and find the truth, and even if she did nothing, the Pope himself would go to the south and uncover the truth for her.

Those damned Blood Clan, they still intend to destroy their Demon World!

The room quieted down for a long time.

"I understand, you from the Holy Polante Theocracy want to attack the Huo Ning Empire and are trying to drag our Demon World into the water, but what if I refuse you?"

Melogas asked Lanci in a negotiating manner.

The best plan for her was actually to let the Holy Polante Theocracy fight to the death and have the Demon World reap the benefits.

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"No, I will officially sever ties with the Holy Polante Theocracy and just in my own name destroy the Huo Ning Empire, but my power is limited, I need you Great Demon Clans to pretend to be my servitors and help me."

Lanci spoke to Melogas.

Melogas was stunned.

She thought it over. If the Pope had gone through three simulations of the Mirror of Tiberius, his knowledge of the future might far surpass anyone, and he must have realized that this was the only way to break the Blood Clan's scheme and minimize the sacrifices.

Melogas analyzed the situation again, and indeed, only a mad pope could make the Blood Clan accept and indulge him in slaughtering through Huo Ning Empire, then wait to hunt down the weary Pope.

"In the end, the Huo Ning Empire will erupt in that massive northward conquest disaster, the Holy Polante Empire will block everything for you, the Demon World will have at least a hundred years to recuperate, and I also promise that the Holy Polante Theocracy will not do anything harmful to the Demon World for a hundred years, the Land of Perpetual Night will be all yours."

Lanci added, presenting to Melogas his complete trade terms.

The Land of Perpetual Night, as a transitional area between the Demon World and Holy Polante Theocracy, originally belonged to the Orcs, now extinct, most humans lived in Small Stone City, while the Demon Race mostly inhabited Little Night City; however, neither city belonged to either the Demon World or the Holy Polante Theocracy.

Both parties had never argued over the ownership issue over the years, but both knew the value of the Land of Perpetual Night to the Demon World and Holy Polante Theocracy; a conflict over the ownership and division of this land was bound to arise sooner or later.

For Melogas, who is proud and aspires to be the Demon King, the importance she places on the trade is no less than that of someone like Princess Talia of the Demon Clan; once the deal is made, Melogas can be relied upon to uphold the agreement.

"But what do you gain from this?"

Blasphemous Lord Melogas pondered for a long time, asking Lanci with uncertainty.

Even if this could reduce sacrifices, the lives of ordinary people are frankly irrelevant to the likes of the Holy Polante Pope, who steps into the Divine Realm; he has no need to demean himself like this.

Except for a bad reputation, he gains nothing.

"As long as I can protect the Holy Polante Theocracy and Demon World for ages, I am willing to do so."

Lanci gazed at Melogas, revealing Lanci's heartfelt thoughts.

He extended his hand covered by a white glove to Melogas, as if further words were futile, just waiting for her final answer.

This was both a proof of the covenant and the Pope's vow.

After a long time.

Melogas bit her lip, tilted her head, and did not agree to the Pope.

"Melogas, for the sake of our fellow demons in the Demon World, help me out."

Lanci lowered his posture slightly, pleading.

"You..."

Hearing his voice, Melogas felt a bit heartbroken.

He was already like this; why did he still need to humbly beg her?

And at this moment, she was the only one who could help him.

"Alright, I agree, but Pope, don't misunderstand one thing, this is not about cooperation between the Demon World's regent king and you."

Blasphemous Lord Melogas finally made up her mind and nodded,

"Just as a friend, I agree to indulge this folly with you."

Melogas grasped Lanci's hand.