A thousand dinars?

Hearing the price offered by Norman, Claireton lost interest in letting Norman make a move, and even the middle-level professional who was watching the ring felt kind.

Just kidding, such an expensive price, just to breathe a sigh of relief, how can this work.

Isn't it just to lose a little face, endure it! With Claire's current identity, face? How much is it worth?

Seeing that Claire was unmoved, Norman also shook his head and muttered.

"Alas, the world is difficult, and this money is getting harder and harder to earn. That's a mid-level professional, not casual cabbage, the price of a thousand dinars is really not expensive. ”

Claire scoffed at this, Norman really didn't understand the market price.

"Isn't it expensive, I'll go to the mercenary association to place an order, and see if you kill a middle-level professional, the price of three hundred dinars is rushed by countless people."

To put it bluntly, in these days, money is always better than strength.

"It's different." Norman shook his head. "It's not difficult to kill a mid-level professional in a bright way and assassinate a mid-level professional at all, how can it be measured by a price code.

What's more, this money also includes your reputation and face. ”

"I didn't have that kind of thing you said." Claire looks like a matter of course, without the slightest hint of aristocratic temperament. "Three hundred, if you want to, you can go up, if you don't want to, forget it."

"Three hundred is impossible, at least eight hundred."

"Three hundred and five."

"Seven hundred!"

"Three hundred and six!"

“？？？ Can you add only ten dollars? ”

"Four hundred, the final price, forget it if you don't want to." Claire glanced at Baron Mitch Marshall, who was showing off his might, and the other party was also looking at Claire, with mockery written on his face.

"Okay, four hundred is four hundred, and you should make extra money." Norman agreed with some reluctance, took a few steps past Claire, and then jumped into the ring.

"What do you call you?" In the ring, the knights loyal to Baron Mickey were still quite polite.

In comparison, Norman, who covered his face with a visor, was much rude.

"I'll find out my name later, but first you have to survive in this ring."

The knight on the opposite side frowned slightly, he didn't expect the other party to say such words, judging from his cultivation as a middle-level professional, he couldn't see through the strength of the other party, and he was a little jealous and a little annoyed in his heart.

"If that's the case, then it's offended."

The knight shouted, and the cultivation of the mid-level professional was exerted with all his might, and he drew his weapon and rushed towards Norman, who stood in place, as if he was frightened by the momentum of the other party.

Just when the knight's sword was about to slash at Norman's armor, Norman moved, and a majestic momentum suddenly exploded from the ring, and the next moment, Norman's speed was not known how many times faster than the knight, and before the opponent, a punch slammed into the opponent's chest.

Then they saw the knight fly out of the ring, and fall heavily on the open space beside him, and the armor on his chest was already dented by a large block.

"It's... This momentum, high-level professionals? ”

"There are not many high-level professionals, everyone is famous, how can they be loyal to a baron, who is that Baron Claire?"

“......”

Almost all the nobles present were professionals, and when Norman showed his strength, he also made a judgment on Norman's strength in an instant, and the nobles on the side of the Watch Alliance guessed that Norman made a move, but the nobles on Walter's side became afraid.

If there were really high-level professionals on the side of the Overwatch Alliance, their current strength would probably not be enough to defeat the Overwatch Alliance's army.

Even Walter, who had not been fluctuating in his expression, was moved, got up from his seat, and made a friendly salute in the direction of Norman.

"As a high-level powerhouse, Your Excellency is definitely not an unknown person, can you show your true face?"

At this moment, Walter had only one thought in his mind, there were only a handful of high-level powerhouses under the command of Three Rivers City, who came here, could it be that the Earl of Wright attached so much importance to the middle reaches of the Tilling River, and did not hesitate to send top combat forces to help?

If this is the case, the plan to capture the territory in the middle reaches of the Tiring River may have to be changed, and more support from Erdor's side will be needed.

However, when Norman took off his helmet, Walter's worries disappeared in an instant.

"It turned out to be the Norman Chief, I really didn't expect you to appear here, it's really surprising."

Although Norman's mercenary group is not the top of the kingdom, due to his personal strength, he still has a certain reputation in the kingdom, and it is not surprising that the big lords have information about him.

What's more, Norman had also taken over the commission in the sphere of influence of Erdo Castle before, and had several meetings with Walter, so he naturally recognized each other immediately.

"Huh." Norman smiled freely. "As a mercenary, isn't it just that the four seas are home, and it's not strange where it appears."

"So, the Norman commander accepted the commission of Trois-Rivières? Decided to join the war? Walter asked tentatively, the Good Luck Mercenary Regiment had never participated in a war between nobles before.

"My employer is not Trois-Rivières, but allegiance to Trois-Rivières, No, is the Baron Claire." Norman smiled and pointed at Claire, who was watching the play, and then added. "Don't worry, according to the commission, I won't interfere in this war, oh, the shot just now is purely personal bad taste."

As he spoke, the knight, who had been blown away by Norman's punch, also got up after receiving the magician's treatment and saluted Norman seriously.

"Thank you for your mercy."

He knew very well that Norman, a high-ranking professional, would definitely not have survived if it weren't for the mercy of his subordinates.

Norman glanced at the knight, didn't even look at the other man, slowly stepped down from the ring, and whispered.

"Everybody go on, go on."

Walter stared at Norman walking towards Claire, his eyes still full of worry. Beside him, a cronie was about to speak, but was interrupted by Walter.

"Don't talk nonsense, this person doesn't want to be easily offended even by Lord Earl."

Norman walked up to Claire and held out his hand to her.

"Give money!"

Claire shook her head and smiled bitterly, taking out the gold coin from the storage ring and handing it to the other party.

"It's okay to kill the other party, you're not right."

"I'm not the kind of person who kills because of his strength, even if I give money, that's my principle." Norman's answer was rather crisp.

Claire didn't bother with this problem, in fact, he didn't have any hobby of killing, since the goal he wanted was achieved, it didn't matter whether the knight was alive or not, and when it came to the battlefield, such a mid-level professional was not enough for him to fight.

After such a small episode as Norman, the follow-up exchanges became friendly, and the anger of the nobles on both sides seemed to be reduced all of a sudden. After all, no one knows what hole cards the other party has in their hands, and if a powerful person emerges again, it can only weaken their strength for no reason.

In this way, this inexplicable banquet also came to an end.

Overall, judging from the strength displayed by the nobles on both sides, the Overwatch Alliance is still weaker than the other in terms of strength. But because of Norman's appearance, the morale of both sides is not very high.

Finally, after the banquet, the nobles of the two sides left the meeting place one after another and returned to their respective camps.

Everyone knows that the competition at this banquet is just a small appetizer, and the next formal battle is the main event.