"Uh!?... WHATTTT!!!"
The mouths of everyone within the throne room almost practically dropped to the floor at the words that had just left the Demon Lord's mouth. None of the elders could believe what they had just heard.
Throughout the years, centuries even, talks of vassalage had come up multiple times from the Great Five and even other large families but the Demon Lord had firmly declined their offers without even a chance for negotiations due to her unwavering loyalty to the previous Demon King.
So the fact that she had just agreed to vassalage carried certain implications that none of them could even hope to comprehend.
Just as the hall steadily became loud, the Demon Lord's voice quickly silenced the hall as she continued to speak.
"However, I only have two conditions before any agreements can be made."
"Conditions?"
The dark elf slightly tilted her head with a curious gaze, prompting the other party to continue.
