The southern councilmen were stunned when they saw Kieran stand up and walk out.
As people in high positions, they had long been accustomed to negotiating and deceiving each other. They had long forgotten such a direct way of talking.
Because most of the time, they were the ones who did it to the others.
As for the others?
To them, it was all servile and subservient.
But now, it was the other way around.
The southern councilmen weren't used to it.
But they had to get used to it!
Kieran was worth it for them to do so.
Aïtantin was the heir to the throne or the heir to Snake School, any one of them was worth it, let alone the combination of both.
More importantly …
The initiative was in Kieran's hand.
"Hold on, Your Highness Corin."
Eindefern quickly called out.
"I don't have time to waste with you lot.
After all, time is running out. "
Kieran stood on the spot without turning around, but his words sent chills down the southern councilmen's spine.
Running out of time?
The meaning of the sentence was too much.
It was enough to make all the southern councilmen feel pressured and scared.
They looked at each other.
As the representative of the southern councilmen, Eindefern didn't hesitate anymore.
"Your Highness Corin, we will try our best to fulfill your request.
But please understand that Rare rank magical items and equipment are very hard to come by. Even with our best efforts, we can only offer around 40 pieces. As for the rest, we will compensate you in other ways. "
Eindefern said in a very sincere manner.
Kieran showed a little hesitation.
Two seconds later, he walked back to Eindefern.
"I don't need Gold Purton."
Kieran said after sitting down.
"We've already compensated you with 280 pieces of practical magical items and equipment …"
"After compensating you with the usage level, we can compensate you with pagan remnants.
"Sometimes, these 'residues' have unexpected effects," Meng Chao said.
Kieran interrupted Eindefern and stated his real purpose.
Of course, in the southern councilmen's eyes, the truth was just a compromise.
After all, as long as one let go of the obsession in one's heart, the pagan remnants could still be a considerable help.
Snake school's style of doing things was obviously different from Wolf Sect's.
Or perhaps …
The situation in front of them was far crueler than they had imagined.
That was why the Demon Hunters had no choice but to make such a choice.
With that in mind, Eindefern started to bid.
"40 pieces of Rare magical equipment and 50 pieces of pagan remnants. Is that okay?"
Unlike before, this time the councilman chose to test the waters, and to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, he even added, "Of course, we can discuss the 'pagan remnants'."
"At least 60 pagan remnants."
"I think that's a fair price."
"After all, they're useless."
With Kurtzargert's memories, Kieran had a general grasp of the southern councilman's collection.
As for the 'chicken ribs'?
That was the truth.
The requirements to use the 'pagan remnant' were very strict.
The more powerful one was, the more it was so.
For example, to launch an attack that could destroy an army of 100 people, it would require the sacrifice of at least 200 or even 300 people, or an equivalent amount of resources.
Therefore, unless it was absolutely necessary, no one would use it.
Or perhaps the 'pagan remnant' had some special traits.
For example, Sivalka.
However, Sivalka was just an exception, it didn't represent everything.
So, Eindefern and the other councilmen only thought about it for a while before they nodded.
"Sure."
"We'll send someone to deliver the agreed items and compensation as soon as possible."
"Under the witness of the 'contract'!"
After the unanimous vote, Eindefern gave an affirmative answer.
The power of the 'contract' was also applicable in this dungeon world.
It didn't have a personified divinity.
But in a certain aspect, it was sacred and inviolable.
Taking out the prepared contract, Monte, as A Close Official, drafted the contract. The southern councilmen went through it and signed their names.
In the end, it was handed over to Kieran.
After a careful check, Kieran signed his alias, Corin.
When the last stroke was made, the goatskin paper shone brightly.
Looking at the thin layer of light, the southern councilmen heaved a breath of relief.
It meant that both sides had established a foundation of peace and communication. In the supplementary terms of the contract, it was clearly stated that both sides were not allowed to offend each other and if necessary, both sides had to face each other.
"Now, let's talk about 'him'!"
Kieran put away the contract and straightened his face, his tone turning serious.
The southern councilmen, including Bloody Mary, couldn't help but straighten their bodies.
However, before they spoke, Kieran looked at the Old Demon Hunter.
"Edersen, I'll have to trouble you then."
Kieran said.
The Old Demon Hunter immediately nodded in understanding.
"Leave it to me."
As the old Demon Hunter spoke, he disappeared into the shadows beside him.
Demon Hunters were good at tracking, but they were also good at anti-surveillance.
None of the southern councilmen objected since they knew it well. Instead, they nodded in agreement.
Since it was related to a God, they should be cautious.
"The first time 'he' appeared was during the Black Cataclysm!"
Kieran spoke.
The moment he spoke, the southern councilmen were shocked.
Then, the councilors let out a relieved sigh.
"I knew it!"
"I knew it, that incident wasn't that simple!"
"Damn it!"
"We've been fooled for so long!"
The hot-tempered councilmen spoke one after another.
Bloody Mary sat there and kept quiet, its eyes showing just the right amount of shock and it was laughing softly in its heart.
They took the bait!
Bloody Mary wasn't surprised at all that the southern councilmen took the bait.
After all, its boss had the most realistic script: Kurtzargert's memories.
In the memories of the councilman, the victor of the Black Cataclysm wasn't the Silent Night Secret Order, nor was it the Demon Hunters or the War Shrine, it was the Aïtantin royal court.
Needless to say, the Demon Hunters were wiped out.
The War Shrine's blockade was broken through by the Aïtantin royal court.
As for the Silent Night Secret Order?
Just look at the southern councilmen who were tied up.
They might have gotten some benefits, but the disadvantages were equally obvious.
Kieran crossed his arms, placed his elbows on the table and supported his chin with the back of his hand.
After the discussion died down, he continued to speak.
"We don't know how 'he' appeared but one thing is for sure: 'he' is not anyone's subordinate, neither will he help anyone without a reason.
'He' has been messing things up in the dark.
'He' is eager to bring chaos to the world!
'He' should be … "
"'Trickery', 'conspiracy', and 'destruction' are born!"
Decadent Dragon said.
I recommend a book written by a kid, Human Immortal Emperor!
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