Under the lamp light, Rexasor's face shifted between light and shade. After a bit of pondering, he had grasped the crux of the matter:
A stable and quick method to deploy the demon army must be found first, only then would the Demon Church consider invading the Western Continent as an option.
Don't forget that the Pleasure Commissioner, who was locked up in the dungeon of the Starry Night Castle, was on a mission to discover the location of the Teleportation Hall!
A cold gleam shot from Rexasor's eyes, and the drunkenness on his face instantly faded significantly.
He withdrew a potion from his leather armor, poured it into his mouth, and rubbed his face a few times, thus escaping from the negative effects of alcohol.
"Master..what's this?" Xia Zhou asked knowingly.
"I'm envisioning a rather unpleasant future," Rexasor's face darkened, he pushed the glasses and dishes in front of him aside, spreading a blank sheepskin scroll on the cleared table.