"I'm really going to get a neurosis..."

That was the first thing I said after hearing her proposal.
How many times had I heard this? Just asking me to join Remegaton must have been said dozens of times. Even a multi-level marketing scheme wouldn't pitch this much.

I looked at Libia with a slightly crazy expression.

"How many times do you think I've heard that? I feel like I could answer for you at this point."
"I know, Sephir's already asked me dozens of times. But this time, it’s really different. If you stay here, your life might be in danger!"

For a moment, I thought she was threatening me, but no, there was a genuine concern in her eyes. So, I kept quiet and let her continue.

"This demon is different. If we're not careful, it might eat up the empire in an instant. Especially adventurers— they’re like a candle in the wind. But if you join Remegaton, at least your life will be spared."
"Wow, you sound pretty confident that joining will keep me alive."
"Well, the 4th faction leader has already made contact with Beleth. At least he won’t try to kill all of his followers."

In other words, it meant bowing down and joining them. Not exactly a method I was fond of.
Obviously, I had a set response to that.