Chapter Ninety-Eight: Name

The southern parliamentarians looked at Qin Ran, who got up and walked out, and they were all stunned.

In high positions, they have long been accustomed to the back and forth of negotiations, as well as the confrontation between each other, such as this direct way of talking, they have long forgotten.

Because, most of the time, it's they who do it to other people.

And the others?

For them, it's all groveling.

At the moment, it's the other way around.

Southern lawmakers are not used to it.

However, I have to get used to it!

Qin Ran deserves it.

Either the status of the heir of the royal family of Etandin or the heir of the Serpent faction is worth it, let alone the two being combined into one.

What's more......

The initiative is in Qin Ran's hands.

"Wait, Your Highness Colin."

Atphine hurriedly spoke.

"I don't have time to waste with you."

"After all, time is running out."

Qin Ran stood in place and didn't turn around, but his words made the hearts of the southern parliamentarians feel cold.

Running out of time?

There are so many meanings in this sentence.

It's enough to make all the Southern legislators feel depressed and hairy.

Look at each other.

As a representative of the Southern Council, Atfen no longer hesitated.

"Your Highness Colin, we will try our best to comply with your request."

"But please understand, rare-level magic items and equipment are too rare, and we can only come up with about 40 pieces of them with all our might, and we will compensate you for the rest."

Atphany said very sincerely.

Qin Ran showed a little hesitation.

It was a full two seconds before he walked back.

"I don't need Kimpton."

After sitting down, Qin Ran said like this.

"Utility-level magic item equipment, we have compensated you for 280 pieces ......"

"After trying to compensate with the level of use, you can use the 'evil residue' as compensation."

"Sometimes, these 'residues' have an unexpected effect."

Qin Ran interrupted Etfen's words and said his truest purpose.

Of course, such a reality, in the eyes of the Southern legislators, is only a retreat.

After all, as long as you let go of some 'obsessions' in your heart, the 'evil residue' can still be quite a help.

The style of the 'snake faction' is obviously different from that of the 'wolf faction'.

Or rather......

The situation in front of us is far more cruel than imagined.

So much so that the 'witcher' had to make this choice.

Thinking of this, Atfen began to quote.

"40 rare-level magic equipment props, 50 'evil residues', is it okay?"

Unlike in the past, this time Mr. Senator chose to make a tentative inquiry, and, in order not to have any misunderstanding, he added, "Of course, the 'evil residue' can be discussed." ”

"'Evil remnants' at least 60."

"I think it's a fair price."

"After all, they're pretty chicken."

With the memory of Gersak, Qin Ran has a rough grasp of the collection of the Southern Councillors.

As for the 'chicken ribs'?

It's even more true.

The conditions for the use of 'Evil Residue' are very harsh.

The stronger it is, the more so.

For example, to launch an attack that can destroy an army of 100 men, it would require at least 200, or even 300 sacrifices, or the equivalent of supplies.

Therefore, no one will use it at all unless it is necessary.

Or the 'evil residue' has quite a special character.

For example: Sivalka.

However, Sivalka is an example and not the whole story.

Therefore, Atfen and the other Southern Councillors just thought about it for a while, and then nodded one after another.

"Yes."

"We will have the agreed items and compensation materials delivered as soon as possible."

"Under the witness of the 'contract'!"

After the unanimous vote, Atfen gave an affirmative answer.

The power of the 'Contract' is equally common in this dungeon world.

There is no anthropomorphic divinity.

But in a sense sacrosanct.

Taking out the contract that had been prepared a long time ago, Monte drafted it as a close minister, and after reading it one after another, the Southern legislators signed their names.

In the end, it was handed over to Qin Ran.

After carefully checking it, Qin Ran signed his pronoun: Colin.

When the last stroke fell, the parchment shimmered.

Looking at this thin layer of fluorescence, the southern parliamentarians breathed a sigh of relief.

This represents the establishment of a foundation of peace and communication between the two sides, and in the supplementary agreement to the contract, it is clearly written that the two sides must not violate each other, and when necessary, they must attack and defend each other.

"Now, let's talk about 'Him.'"

After Qin Ran put the contract away, his face straightened and his tone became solemn.

The southern councilors, including the high-ranking evil spirits, all sat up straight involuntarily.

However, before he spoke again, Qin Ran looked at the old demon hunter.

"Edson, I'm sorry for you."

Qin Ran said so.

The old witcher immediately nodded knowingly.

"Leave it to me."

The old witcher said and disappeared into the shadows on one side.

The Witcher is good at tracking, and he's also good at counter-surveillance.

None of the southern parliamentarians, who knew this, objected, but nodded in agreement.

It's about a god that should be so deliberate.

"The first time 'He' appeared was during the Black Calamity!"

Qin Ran spoke.

As soon as they spoke, the southern parliamentarians were shocked.

Then, the councillors all sighed in relief.

"And so it was!"

"I knew that it wasn't that simple."

"Damn it!"

"We've been fooled for so long!"

Several councillors with impatient personalities spoke one after another.

The superior demon sat there, silent, but with just the right amount of surprise in his eyes and a chuckle in his heart.

Hooked!

There was no surprise that the superior evil spirits were hooked by the southern legislators.

After all, its boss has the most 'authentic script': Gersack's memory.

In the memory of this councilor, the victor of the 'Black Plague' was not the 'Silent Night Secret Order', let alone the 'Demon Hunter' or the 'Temple of War', but the royal family of Etandin.

Needless to say, the witchers were almost wiped out.

The Temple of the God of War was broken through the 'blockade' by the royal family of Etandin.

And the 'Silent Night Secret Order'?

Just look at the legislators who are tied down to the South in front of you.

They may have gained, but the disadvantages are equally significant.

Qin Ran crossed his hands, propped his elbows on the table, and pressed the back of his hand against his chin.

After the discussion had subsided, he continued.

"We don't know how 'He' came to be, but one thing is certain: 'He' is not anyone's subordinate, let alone helping anyone for no reason."

"'He' has been secretly stirring things up."

"'He' wishes for cholera!"

"'He' should be ......"

"'Tricks', 'conspiracy' and 'destruction' were born!"

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