"That's a shame, I thought it was going to be an easy deal. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 But, Mr. Seamothy, your greed disgusts me. I've already put the price up to 500,000 gold coins, doesn't that satisfy you?" Helga still looked polite and aristocratic, but the emotion in his eyes clearly showed that this time, his patience had reached its limit.

"No, Baron Tolepat. This time, I won't be long-term, my new conditions may satisfy you, and I won't ask for a penny. After Seamus said this, his face was relaxed. Finally put the time to today, whether it can be successful or not, it depends on this time.

"What? what does it mean not to ask for a penny?" a trace of astonishment crossed Helga's face, why did this mercenary named Seamus suddenly change so much?

"Baron Ptolepat, I need you to give me a promise that I will swear in the name of the God of Light that you will guarantee that I will leave St. Ansta alive after I have handed over the mine to you. ”

Hearing Simo's words, Helga smiled a little unnaturally: "Mr. Simo, why did you make such a request, would someone be unfavorable to you?"

"Of course, in Santa Ansta, there are too many enemies of the Silver Wolf Mercenary Regiment. However, none of that worries me. I'm worried about you, Mr. Baron. I believe that if I sign the agreement to transfer the mine, then the next step will be the summoning of the god of the underworld, right?" At this time, Seamus's face no longer had the greed of the previous days, he sat relaxed in his chair, put on a comfortable posture, and looked at Helga with a smile.

"Well, that's impossible, Mr. Seamus. I just want these mines, and if the mines are in my hands, what reason should I have to kill you?" Helga now had no smile and could only say something dry.

"There are so many reasons. For example, it's not you who want to get the mine, but our esteemed King's Majesty? For example, His Majesty is afraid that after taking this opportunity to get the mine, he will be retaliated against by the Temple of Light? The silver wolf corps has seventy percent of the Temple of Light's mine, isn't it a secret to you?" Seamus has no scruples, he needs to let Helga know that he has the hole cards in his hand now, and you can only listen to me.

Helga now has no grace from the beginning, but is a little angry: "So, at the beginning, you asked for a lot of money, but in fact it was all fake? You have been playing tricks on me? So, now you are not afraid that I will kill you?"

"How could I have survived if I hadn't pretended to be like that? I can only convince you that I am a greedy person, a greedy person who ignores other dangers. so that you have the confidence to deceive me. And now, with all due respect, Monsieur Baron. The new team of priests sent by the Temple of Light has entered the territory of Curtisen. It is estimated that they will be in Santa Ansta by tomorrow night at the latest. Now, you don't have time to waste it with me. Now the time is enough. ”

The smile on Seamus's face made Helga itch with hatred. But there was nothing he could do. Because, Seamus's words are right. Now the team of the Temple of Light is about to arrive at St. Ansta. And he can't mess up the task that the king has given him.

After so many years, I finally had a chance. Right now, the power of the Temple of Light is at its weakest. The priests and Templars of St. Anstane had been killed and wounded, and the new team had not yet arrived.

As long as they take advantage of this opportunity, they sign an agreement to prove that the Silver Wolf Mercenary Group has sold all the mines to the royal family. Then, when the Temple of Light came, even if they were angry again, they could only pinch their noses and admit it. After all, nominally, the Temple of Light has nothing to do with these mines.

How important this mission was, Helga knew very well in his heart. After waiting for so many years, the king waited for this opportunity to justifiably reclaim the mines near the capital. Finally, you can take these war resources back into your arms. If you mess up, then you and your family can only keep the name of this nobleman and go to the underground world to be powerful.

It's just that I didn't expect that I focused all my attention on the Temple of Light, but I capsized here at the little mercenary in front of me. Helga felt that he should have given the mercenary some attention a long time ago. Instead of looking at an ant and ignoring him.

Otherwise, this would certainly not be the case. Helga's face was cloudy, as if he was sitting with a painful choice.

But Seamus didn't mean to be anxious at all, but looked at Helga's face with a smile. This made Seamus find very interesting. Once upon a time, he also looked up at these high-ranking nobles with a look on his face. However, now it seems that these nobles are no different from themselves. The same greed, shamelessness. The same hypocrisy.

Seamus felt like he was enjoying the moment, even though Helga's face looked like it could explode at any moment. But Seamus knew that it was no longer possible. The balance of victory has tilted to its side. Helga's hesitation, struggle, pain. It's just the face of the aristocracy, and in the end, he will still give in.

Why bother, the face of the nobility. Seamus sighed, the longer the time drags on, the worse it will be for you. So, in that case, why bother with it again?

Your entanglement only makes me more pleasant. Seamus just watched quietly. After a long time, Helga sighed and raised his left hand.

"Above the Light, I, Baron Curtisen, Helga Tolepat, swear by my life and in the name of the House of Tolepat. When Mr. Seamus transfers the silver mines of the Silver Wolf Mercenary Regiment to me, I will guarantee that he will leave Santa Ansta safely, and ask the God of Light to witness it. Eventually, Helga resigned himself to his fate. Although he was very unwilling, he had to admit that he was calculated by this despicable mercenary.

As Helga's oath ended, a white light emanated from the palm of his hand, and then shot into the eyebrows of Helga and Seamus, respectively.

"The God of Light has agreed to my oath, and now, with the witness of the God of Light, you can sign the contract, Mr. Seamus. Helgar's face was annoyed, and now he could no longer put on that aristocratic style in front of Seamus.

"Well, happy cooperation, Mr. Helga. Seamus stood up and happily extended his hand to Helga: "I can guarantee that from now on, there will be no more Silver Wolf Mercenary Regiment, and the mine will always belong to our Great King." ”