Kieran's tone wasn't loud, it was habitually cold.
However, his words made the 14 southern councilmen shiver.
Even Eindefern, the nominal leader of the 14 southern councilmen, was no exception.
The southern councilman who always spoke to the people with a mild tone couldn't help but take a deep breath to calm his raging heart.
"He …"
"Are you sure it's him?"
Eindefern's voice lost its usual mild tone, leaving only heaviness and sternness.
Kieran didn't say anything though.
He glanced over Eindefern with his eyes and kept quiet.
Eindefern was stunned.
Then, he reacted to the situation.
His question just now was a terrible one!
It didn't just expose how little they knew about that existence, it also exposed that they didn't understand the situation in Aïtantin Castle.
Without a doubt, they had fallen into a passive position.
The worse thing was, it was his mistake, the others wouldn't bear the responsibility for such a mistake.
As a matter of fact, he was right.
The other councilmen who had just reacted to the situation were looking at him with disappointed and reproachful gazes.
'A bunch of pretentious bastards!'
Eindefern cursed in his heart before he sighed softly.
He was too careless!
The appearance of a new 'deity' threw him into disarray.
However, as one of the better ones among the southern councilmen, Eindefern swiftly regained his composure.
"Your Highness Corin, what do you need?"
Eindefern asked.
"Councilman Eindefern, what do you think I can exchange for the information of a God?"
Kieran asked back.
When it came to 'Gods', any information was extremely valuable.
From a certain aspect, it could even be considered as a priceless treasure.
Common Gold Purton would never be able to be used as a bargaining chip.
It would require at least a Rare rank Magic Equipment to be used as a bargaining chip.
But because of that, Eindefern was troubled.
Rare rank Magic Equipment wasn't cabbages.
If he gave too much, he would feel heartache.
If he gave too little?
It was impossible to exchange for the information he wanted.
So, after a slight hesitation, Eindefern spoke.
"Your Highness Corin, can we discuss this?"
"Sure."
Kieran nodded.
Then, the silhouettes of the 14 southern councilmen fell into a daze, while Kurtzargert's face turned even uglier.
It was obvious that after the signs of discord were exposed, in addition to their 'understanding' of Aïtantin Castle, the southern councilmen had chosen to shed all pretenses of cordiality.
Monte looked at Kurtzargert's shadow and could not help but roll his eyes.
"Sir Kurtzargert, sometimes, fighting alone doesn't make one brave."
A Close Official said with a hidden meaning.
Kurtzargert glanced at A Close Official but didn't say anything. He closed his eyes.
In its heart, Bloody Mary gave A Close Official a big thumbs up.
Well done!
While Bloody Mary was thinking about how to quietly build a connection with its boss without arousing suspicion, A Close Official spoke.
If it wasn't Kurtzargert and not Aïtantin VI, Bloody Mary would have been delighted and praised Kurtzargert for 'understanding my heart'.
Old Demon Hunter didn't care about all that.
Old Demon Hunter had zero fondness for Silent Night Secret Order, so all he cared about now was that 'him'.
Old Demon Hunter looked at Kieran.
Kieran pointed at the silhouettes of the 14 southern councilmen. Old Demon Hunter nodded in understanding and waited patiently.
Whether it was Kieran or Old Demon Hunter, they weren't worried that the 14 southern councilmen would reject the proposal.
After all, this was related to a 'god' who was close at hand.
No organization would reject the proposal.
Let alone an organization like Silent Night Secret Order.
…
It was still that secret communication circle.
Other than Eindefern, the 14 southern councilmen looked at each other in confusion, none of them spoke first.
The situation before their eyes was quite obvious.
The heir of Snake School and the kingdom would never simply tell them about the God, they would have to pay a hefty price for it.
However, since they had just gathered 280 pieces of real magical equipment and equipment, they didn't want to spend more.
Therefore, after exchanging gazes, the councilmen looked at Eindefern again.
Even though Eindefern had just compensated them with 280 pieces of real magical equipment and equipment, it didn't stop them from hoping that Eindefern would pay more.
One needed to know that Eindefern occupied the wealthiest Qitar Bay in the south.
Others aside, the slave trade alone was enough to make Eindefern filthy rich.
Eindefern felt the gazes from his allies, his face turning gloomy.
"What do you mean?
"Don't tell me you want me to continue to be the main character?"
Eindefern asked angrily.
"Shouldn't you?
Eindefern, you occupy Qitar Bay, the annual income alone is more than double of all of us combined! "
The hot-tempered councilman said.
"That's right.
If I occupy Qitar Bay, I'll pay all the cost of exchanging information. "
"Yeah."
"Compared to the income of Qitar Bay, this bit of information fee is nothing."
The other councilmen nodded in agreement.
Among them, there were a few councilmen who seemed to be in harmony but were actually at odds with each other, they started to mock Eindefern.
Every single councilman present was jealous of Eindefern who occupied Qitar Bay.
Qitar Bay didn't just mean Gold Purton, it also meant … population!
From a certain aspect, the latter was more important to the councilmen.
Huu, Huu, Huu!
Eindefern's breath couldn't help but turn heavier.
If it wasn't for the phantoms before his eyes, he would have taught these bastards what it meant to live a life worse than death.
Qitar Bay had an enviable income and population.
But it was all built by him bit by bit.
From building a small fishing village to a big port, he had invested countless efforts into it, spending almost a decade on it. Now that the port was built, everyone was jealous of him.
What about back then?
He didn't forget the mockery.
'Damn you bastards!
When this incident is over, it will be your time to die! '
Killing intent boiled in Eindefern's heart.
But on the surface, he maintained his calm.
"I can pay for the information fee this time.
But … "
"Only I know the content of the information."
Eindefern said.
"Eindefern, what do you mean?
"Have you forgotten our alliance?"
The councilmen around him shouted loudly.
Eindefern didn't care, he laughed coldly for a few times.
"Since you know we're allies.
Then what did you guys mean just now?
"Since you want me to pay a huge price, then the benefits will naturally be mine."
If you want to know the content of the information, show me enough sincerity.
Otherwise … "
Eindefern didn't continue.
However, the meaning couldn't be any clearer.
All the councilmen fell into silence for a moment.
…
This time, the wait was long enough.
Three minutes later, A Close Official brought a chair for Kieran.
"Your Highness, please have a seat.
You are too smart, a simple sentence and you caused them to fall into an internal conflict.
I guess they really want to strangle each other now. "
A Close Official said softly.
"They're just a temporary alliance," Ye Zichen said.
No family, no friendship, not even benefits are pure enough.
It's only a matter of time before they fall apart. "
Kieran answered after he sat down.
One had to give it to Monte, he was a very perceptive person. He listened to Kieran's words and after Kieran sat down, he took a cup of tea from the table.
Bloody Mary looked at Monte, who was acting like a lackey. It raised a brow in secret, its eyes filled with mockery.
'Trying to move boss with this kind of behavior?
Naive!
Only by working hard without complaint like me can boss value you! '
Then, it contacted its boss through the contract.
'Boss, this restaurant's specialty is venison stew and deer antler soup, I've asked my men to prepare it.'
'After the mission here is completed, you can enjoy it right away.'
'War Shrine?'
'Don't worry, I've arranged it.'
'I'll make sure those bastards will never forget it!'
Bloody Mary communicated with its boss through the power of the contract, its gaze at Monte getting more and more disdainful.
'The closeness on the surface can never compare to the bond on our souls!'
Monte seemed to have noticed Bloody Mary's disdain.
However, A Close Official didn't care.
How many times had he been stared at like this?
The ministers of the palace, the leaders of the noble families, the Imperial Knight, almost everyone he knew looked at him like that.
Even some common maids would stare at him like that.
But he didn't care!
So what if he was a jester?
So what if he hugged someone's thigh?
Did he not have the ability?
It was just that he hadn't found a place where he could truly display his abilities.
Now!
He was about to become the appointed minister!
He would make everyone look at him in a different light!
He would make His Highness a wise king that surpassed His Majesty the Sixth!
Those who looked down on Kieran in the past were so shocked that their jaws dropped.
A Close Official, who had the dream of ruling the world, served Kieran with even more respect. He took a fruit, peeled the skin off, and placed it in Kieran's hand without dipping his fingers into the fruit.
The other fruits and food were the same.
After Kieran ate a third of the food on the table, the dull phantoms finally returned to their original state.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Your Highness Corin."
Eindefern greeted again.
Although his voice returned to the kind and friendly tone, Kieran sharply noticed the coldness and confrontation between the southern councilmen.
It was obvious that the private conversation between the councilmen just now wasn't a pleasant one.
"Have you thought about what you want to trade for it?"
Kieran waved his hand and asked.
"We will give you some Rare rank magical items and some pagan remnants."
Eindefern replied.
"How much is a part of it?
"There's also the remnants of the pagans …"
"Are you joking with me?"
As he spoke, Kieran leaned his body forward, his eyes showing a sense of coldness.
His calm aura instantly turned sharp, like a sword hanging in the air, closing in on his opponent's throat.
Due to his identity, Monte didn't know anything about the pagan remnants but it didn't stop him from acting as Kieran's capable minister since he swore to be Kieran's ruler.
A musket appeared in Monte's hand.
The muzzle was small, not for killing but for sending a message.
"I hope Councilman Eindefern can give our Highness a reasonable explanation.
Otherwise, I will let you and everyone else understand that the dignity of the heir to the throne of Snake School and Aïtantin is not to be insulted. "
Monte stood beside Kieran and chuckled, the corner of his mouth slightly widened, revealing his rotten teeth. He was like a vicious hound protecting its master, ready to pounce on its prey.
"Please don't misunderstand, Your Highness Corin, we mean no harm.
"In order to compensate you, we have already paid an extremely great price."
And this time, buying information from you … every single one of us has depleted our reserves.
After all, rare magical items aren't cabbages that can be found anywhere. "
The southern councilmen didn't speak, Eindefern was still the one who spoke.
Kieran seemed to have acknowledged Eindefern's words, nodding slightly but his tone was still stiff.
"What you said is the truth.
But it doesn't mean I understand.
You really don't know what the pagan remnants are?
Or are you testing the intelligence system of Snake School and Aïtantin? "
Kieran's voice turned sharp at the last part of his sentence. Monte, who was beside him, quickly raised his signal gun. All Kieran needed was a glance from him and he would pull the trigger.
"Of course not!
Maybe these pagan remnants have some drawbacks that we have to be mindful of.
"But for His Majesty Mist, it's not necessary."
Eindefern smiled, trying to ease the atmosphere.
"Can you guarantee that the pagan remnants you provide are the original ones?
If I can, I don't need Rare rank magical items, I just want these pagan remnants, 10 of them will do. "
Kieran wasn't a newbie anymore, he already knew some of the rules of this dungeon world.
'Pagans' could devour each other.
However, other than consuming the original pagan, which would provide the greatest benefits without any drawbacks, consuming the grown pagan remnants would more or less have some drawbacks.
After all, the pagans in this dungeon world didn't have Gluttony's digestive system.
In fact, if it was possible, Kieran wouldn't mind getting more pagan remnants.
But he would never reveal his trump card.
After all …
This was the time to reap the benefits!
"The original pagan remnants, even if all of us added up, we haven't seen more than 10 of them.
We are willing to offer your Highness 30 Rare magical items and equipment and the same amount of pagan remnants. "
Eindefern stated his price with a bitter smile.
"30?
That's too little.
At least 50 and at the same time, you can reduce the number of pagan remnants appropriately. "
Kieran shook his head.
"Thirty pieces of rare magic tools and equipment. That's our limit."
"But I can give you fifty pagan remnants."
Eindefern's bitter smile became even more obvious.
30 Rare magical items and equipment wasn't their bottom line, but at a time like this, the lower the better.
He even thought about how he would 'negotiate' with Snake School and the heir to the throne.
The other southern councilmen were also prepared for a protracted battle.
However, when Eindefern and the other southern councilmen were astonished, after a single offer, Snake School and the heir to the throne stopped. He looked at them coldly.
His gaze was as if he was looking at some fat creature.
"Fools.
It's hopeless.
Just wait for your death. "
After that, Kieran stood up, turned around and walked out.
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