Morticia asked the question calmly, devoid of any of the frustration from before.

Indeed, she had placed Oliver in the room next to Darryl's on purpose so he would hear the conversation. That was all a ploy to pressure Darryl.

"What if I say no?" Darryl smiled bitterly.

Morticia's face remained emotionless. She said coldly, "I'd have no choice but to execute you then."

Darryl put on an expression of great troubledness. He bowed forward slightly. "Alright then, I'll join you."

Darryl appeared infinitely unwilling as he spoke, but he felt torn.

Darryl had thought it through. If he wanted to stop the fiend race from attacking the Demon tribe, the best thing he could do would be to join the fiend race. However, Morticia was no ordinary fiend and would surely suspect him if he agreed without hesitation.

He had to appear reluctant and make it look realistic.

"Oh?"

However, Darryl's answer did not make Morticia happy. Instead, she said lightly, "Isn't it a little too late for that? Y