"Brave as a tiger, head like Da'an Dahan's Maha Chief! Are you really going to exchange the captives of this village? Using iron-made good stuff to trade?"
"Ha ha! Witnessed by the ancestor, of course!..."
"What's the price?"
"Hmm..."
On the ship, Maha Agudah turned around and exchanged a few words with Zuwaro, his face clearly showing surprise. Such a transaction price seemed too generous for the Northern Land, didn't it? After arguing for a moment, he looked painfully toward the shore and shouted.
"Good price, miss it and it'll be gone! A warrior who can fight for an iron pot! An ordinary warrior for an iron axe! A surplus man who cannot fight for an iron spear! An extra woman or child for three iron arrows, or half an iron spear!"
"...! What!"
