Death... and me

Obviously, that wasn't what Larefin wanted to hear. However, he didn't lose his cool, using other methods to get what he wanted as he asked, "What? Do you want payment? We don't mind it. Just say your price, and we can provide it. As long as it isn't unreasonable, we can definitely work it out. Don't underestimate the funds of the Formation Master Guild."

Rean narrowed his eyes in response, telling him, "It seems like you didn't understand what I said. I have no reason to give it to your Zasfin race. After all, wouldn't it be used against my human race once the thousand-year non-aggression agreement is over? No price can pay for that."

Larefin couldn't help but rebuke, "What kind of shitty reason is that? You are talking about something that will only happen a thousand years in the future. Do you really think we can't figure out how this communication system works until then? You should take what you can while we're still willing to pay."

"Hmph!" Rean snorted after hearing that. "I truly think you can't figure out how it works even in a thousand years. That's how confident I am. Only a scant few of the Formation Masters in Freedom Sect know how the core components are created. Not to mention that they have restrictions applied on those memories as well. Even if you capture some of them, you will never find out how the communication system works. My Freedom Sect has total control over it."

Larefin felt like killing Rean right there and then. The memory restriction is something their Zasfin race created. Their race was good at the matters of the soul, after all. He just didn't expect that a human would be able to use it as well. However, considering that Rean did stay in the Soul Rulers' headquarters for quite some time, he didn't find it surprising that Rean obtained his hands on the method.

"Fine!" Larefin finally decided to yield. "What is it that you want to allow our Formation Master Guild to obtain the creation method? And don't tell me there isn't a way to get it because you wouldn't have received us otherwise. Am I wrong?"

Hearing that, Rean's angry expression suddenly disappeared as if it had never been there. Instead, a bright smile took its place as he said in response, "Come on, Elder Larefin. We're all Formation Masters here, aren't we? That means we're all friends. How could I ask you for something? However, since you already offered, it wouldn't be polite for me to refuse."

Larefin and the other Zasfins almost vomited blood after hearing that! 'Can he be more shameless than that? I doubt so! You just said a second ago that you wouldn't sell it to us, remember?' Nevertheless, they kept those thoughts inside. The important thing was the communication system. "So, what is it you want?"

Rean then used his Spiritual Energy to draw a map of the Zasfin territories in the air. "I don't care about payment since this system will provide my sect with as much money and Spirit Stones as it could ever need. What I want is the Formation Guild's help!"

"Help?" They were expecting some unreasonable price, not some kind of favor. Nevertheless, something told them that they definitely wouldn't like the idea.

"Yes, help!" Rean continued, "The Formation Master Guild has a lot of influence over the entire Zasfin territories. That being said, I need you to help me promote a friendly coexistence between humans and Zasfins. From now on, the Formation Guild will accept humans within its ranks and won't tolerate racism between its members. To start, I want the Formation Master Guild to open a branch in our Freedom City and bring Formation Masters to teach the humans who decide to enter the world of formations."

At that instant, the entire room went silent. Naturally, Rean's request was far beyond what they expected from him. There's no price involved in this deal, only pride! Can the Formation Master Guild really decide to change itself?

However, quite a few of the Zasfins immediately thought, 'Wait, we don't need to do that. We can simply accept this idiot's offer and get our hands on the creation method of the communication system. After that, we can simply ignore this deal as if nothing had happened. What will he do about that? Complain about us breaking our side of the deal to the demon beasts? We didn't violate the non-aggression agreement, so the demon beasts can't do anything.'

However, Larefin and a few more experienced elders didn't believe it would be that easy. After all, would one of the three culprits behind the destruction of the Soul Rulers headquarters be this dumb? They definitely didn't believe so.

"What stops us from simply ignoring the deal after getting our hands on the creation method and the principles of the communication system? I doubt you haven't thought about that yet." Sure enough, instead of keeping these thoughts inside, Larefin threw them out for everyone to hear.

"Hahaha!" Rean laughed out loud when he heard that, saying, "No wonder the Formation Master Guild sent seniors to negotiate with me. Indeed, only an idiot would simply give their methods away after a verbal agreement. If the Formation Master Guild wants my methodologies to its creation, it will have to prove its intentions."

Larefin asked straight away, "And how exactly should we do that?"

On the enormous map drawn in the air, hundreds of light arrows connected Wringan Continent and the Zasfin territories. That only confused the Zasfins present at that moment, though. "What is this about?"

"Integration!" Rean answered. "I want a lot of Zasfins to come to Wringan Continent to live here. We will start with the Palif Empire's Zasfins and Wringan's Fausec Country. Every year, the Zasfins will send more of its members to live here. I'll be honest here. I'm aiming for a path of coexistence with the Zasfins. I want the humans and Zasfins to understand that they can live together."

However, Larefin laughed in response, telling Rean, "Hahaha! Are you an idiot? Let me tell you right now. There's no way the Zasfins will ever be able to coexist with humans. Should I tell you the reason?"

Rean shook his head as he refuted, "There's no need. I know what you want to talk about, and I can tell you as well. This reason of yours will become useless in a few decades."

This time, Larefin was really taken aback. Somehow, Larefin didn't think Rean was joking. "Why?"

Rean then stood up and walked past the Zasfins before opening his office door. Before he passed through it, he turned around and told them, "Follow me."