The Rhetorician of the Senatus of Extremity was different compared to Noah's initial conception of him.
This entity was very direct and to the point as the moment he spoke, his power and words made it so that a definite choice had to be made.
Noah's guard was already up to make a move at any moment he needed to, and he already had in mind what he needed to do for a seamless exit!
So when the Rhetorician of the Senatus offered him the choice to name whatever terms he wanted to the Avernus Extremity Overlord and have the Avernus Clan pay it to end their War…
{No.}
…!
Noah's voice was steady as he denied it.
He stably sat on his illusory throne as he spoke while gazing at the enclosed stellar domain filled with 81 thrones.
