"Mr. Hunter, there is no need to be tense."
"I have never been the kind of lord to exercise tyranny—at least in my heart, I have always thought so."
"In such times, the fact that you personally lead the carriage to transport goods to my territory is the greatest respect to me!"
Hunter felt a little tense and didn't know how to respond for a moment.
From the previous trading activities conducted with Lynn.
Lynn indeed isn't the kind of lord who exercises tyranny!
However.
Lynn started a mountain fire.
Sacrificing Viscount Jon Zack and the armies of his supporters.
At least tens of thousands of lives, buried in Lorin!
So, what kind of lord is this?
A lord who enjoys slaughter and violence?
Hunter exhaled a hot breath and gratefully said.
"Thank you, Master Lynn, for your forgiveness."
Lynn responded with a voice, glancing at the loaded carriage convoy in the distance, and asked.
"Mr. Hunter, I wonder what types of goods you have transported to me this time?"
