"Ah? It's never been counted like this!" The fat man realized this was what he was waiting for, but he came to negotiate a ransom, how did it turn into compensation?
The nature is completely different now!
Thinking of this, he repeatedly shook his head in refusal, "We can't do this, we don't accept it."
"This is a negotiation between me and the Earl, you're just a messenger, what qualifications do you have to refuse?" Lance's tone was slightly heavier, causing immense pressure on people.
Under the flickering candlelight, the fat man felt that the figure before him wasn't human, but a monster, with even greater majesty than the Earl, and a strong murderous aura that couldn't be washed away.
He was arguing moments ago, but turned into a quail, not daring to say more.
"I'll let those Knights and one Noble return with you this time, bring the money next time and I'll release another."
