Yes, because you do such a good job hiding it... Xelloss managed to keep his expression serious and quiet, only nodding at Phibrizzo's orders. He didn't comment as Phibrizzo's voice raised again for the word 'clear,' and he didn't raise his eyebrows as Phibrizzo mentioned 'more than a slap on the wrist.'
It was odd to think at a time like this how little his own plans meshed with Hellmaster's. It seemed as though the more powerful Mazoku was satisfied with the idea of ruling this place, or at least dominating it, through Xelloss's actions. Or rather, he couldn't move forward until he felt he did. Every night it was a new list of people to strike or complaints to be made. No progress...
But then again, Lord Hellmaster was not created for the sake of progress, he was created to destroy, and in a place like this, there was an understandably wide variety of individuals Hellmaster wanted destroyed and yet could not. That step down in power might drive anyone to fits of rage, even if they weren't already of Phibrizzo's temperament.
"That is good," Xelloss agreed with a nod. "If I may make a suggestion about my own role with the Princess... she has repeatedly suggested that I should become human by some means; chanting 'life is wonderful' or some other nonsense." He shuddered a little. "I might be able to convince her that such has taken place," since, technically, it had, "and then leverage this to gain her trust. Pretend that we are equally at your mercy, that is, and that I have no more idea of your true game than anyone." It was definitely preferable to having her stand on a table, point, and shout at him for a meal or so.
You have no true game, Lord Hellmaster. He lowered his head again.
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It was odd to think at a time like this how little his own plans meshed with Hellmaster's. It seemed as though the more powerful Mazoku was satisfied with the idea of ruling this place, or at least dominating it, through Xelloss's actions. Or rather, he couldn't move forward until he felt he did. Every night it was a new list of people to strike or complaints to be made. No progress...
But then again, Lord Hellmaster was not created for the sake of progress, he was created to destroy, and in a place like this, there was an understandably wide variety of individuals Hellmaster wanted destroyed and yet could not. That step down in power might drive anyone to fits of rage, even if they weren't already of Phibrizzo's temperament.
"That is good," Xelloss agreed with a nod. "If I may make a suggestion about my own role with the Princess... she has repeatedly suggested that I should become human by some means; chanting 'life is wonderful' or some other nonsense." He shuddered a little. "I might be able to convince her that such has taken place," since, technically, it had, "and then leverage this to gain her trust. Pretend that we are equally at your mercy, that is, and that I have no more idea of your true game than anyone." It was definitely preferable to having her stand on a table, point, and shout at him for a meal or so.
You have no true game, Lord Hellmaster. He lowered his head again.