In Losa's encampment.
He was in full battle attire, sitting on the throne with a warm smile on his face.
"Turriados, meeting under these circumstances, I can only say, what a pity."
Turriados's face looked bleak: "Count, I didn't want this either, but Isaac has already defeated the Crusaders and the Empire's fleet, we can't resist him."
Seeing that Losa's face did not show any surprise, he suddenly realized: "You knew from the beginning, didn't you? That's why you guessed my intention to move against you."
"But Isaac has a Black Dragon, and his army is far stronger than mine. Once he gathers the troops of various Lords, your solitary force will be undoubtedly defeated."
He intensified his tone: "I can provide you with ships and promise not to obstruct your retreat, as long as you spare me from paying the ransom."
Losa couldn't help but laugh.
Even at this point, Turriados still thought he could escape without any cost.
