Modis III finally set aside the uneasy and worried expression on his face, replaced by a demeanor befitting a true emperor: dignified, decisive, and wise.
"Are you finally ready to speak openly?" Sandora put down the cup in her hand and spoke with a mocking tone.
"I know nothing about you," Modis III declared bluntly, "though I believe you could become allies, I wish to understand more about you beforehand—an empire from another world, I must treat this with caution."
"Well, it seems that carbon-based life from every world is such a troublesome lot. Since you're still not willing to engage in deeper cooperation with us, please at least do not interfere with our affairs. Our Xyrin Empire has battled the Abyss Power for millions of years. During this period, we've frequently encountered natives who suddenly jump in and complicate matters, so I have lost my patience in distinguishing them from the Abyss Power."