Clad stayed silent upon hearing his request, but the rat king didn't mind and introduced himself as Marouce. Clad unsheathed his blade, but the man had a different plan as he raised his hand slightly and spoke one sentence.
"Before you come at me, let's talk." He asked as Clad stayed silent.
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"Is he trying to buy time or something?" Clad thought as he looked around, but the king reassured him that he wasn't planning anything.
"Well, it can't kill me to converse with him..."
Sigh..
"Alright then, let's 'talk'..."
The two talked about the rights of demi-humans before the Rat King says that other species should all be under the demi-humans because if not, they will try to enslave and kill each other, especially humans.
"Every race could live in the same land with different cultures and ideologies if they weren't hard-headed about things and tried to understand each other instead of fighting each other over who is right." Clad replies, disagreeing with his statement.
"You know, I've tried what you were talking about in the past, but unfortunately, it didn't work at all."
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"The humans weren't having it. They tried to take over the land of the other races on multiple occasions, with religion being the main excuse for their wicked acts, which led to multiple wars between the humans and the demihumans," Marouce said with a cold tone.
"Still, thanks to Azorath saving the people from those soulless bastards, we found a new purpose, which is to serve him," He says with a creepy smile on his face.
"And what about the people you hypnotised outside?" Clad asked him.
"I hypnotised them so that they all work under my rule without questioning my actions, after all, having oppositions while being the king of a kingdom isn't good long-term." He confidently replied, showing indifference to what he was saying.
Clad, slightly irritated by his response, tells him that his people are doing slave trades and executions of people, which is not only bad, but they also do it in the open, which he is completely aware of, as he is the one who ordered them to do those terrible things to traitors and rebels.
"Guess there's no way around killing you, huh?" Clad said as he slowly unsheathed his weapon.