Chapter 982: Chapter 609, Smooth Negotiations (Seeking recommendation tickets, seeking subscriptions…)_2
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The Archbishop glanced to the side.
Immediately, another bishop spoke up loudly, “Whether it’s Rebecca or Lyss City, both are somewhat too demanding,…, the church also faces a great deal of pressure.”
Fang Hao gave him a look, “This is the largest quantity I can offer, and even then I need to deliver it to the church in batches. If this still doesn’t demonstrate our sincerity, then I truly have no other way.”
It was clear that the other party wanted more.
But greed has no end.
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Fang Hao offering tens thousand sets was already an exaggerated number, yet it could still be glossed over.
Increasing it further would lead anyone to suspect there was some issue involved.
The bishops above exchanged glances with one another.
It was still that bishop who continued, “When can you provide these equipment?”
Indeed, they were tempted.
“Within three years, three thousand each for the first two years, and the rest to be completed in the third year, of course, provided that Lyss City can enter the upper senate,” Fang Hao continued.
Three thousand each year, he would only need to spend the materials for 30 pieces of equipment to get by.
And besides, it might be a different story next year.
It also served to prolong the issue.
Whether they would fulfill it next year would depend on both parties’ attitudes.
All the bishops present turned their gazes toward the Archbishop.
After a moment of silence, the Archbishop finally spoke, “This matter requires deliberation. We will notify you of the confirmed news before the council starts.”
“Alright.” Fang Hao nodded, then continued with a fist salute, “Then I won’t disturb the Archbishop and the other bishops.”
Having said that, he turned and left.
Outside the door, he walked away with Demitrija.
Once out of the church, a spring breeze brushed past, bringing a hint of coolness.
Even though there wasn’t much fear just now.
But facing so many issues still caused him to sweat profusely.
“Sir, did things go smoothly?” Demitrija asked softly.
Fang Hao nodded, “It went fairly smoothly. The church is obviously tempted, but the final decision will still depend on them.”
Whether it’s the Hall of Justice or the church.
The amount Fang Hao offered was quite tempting for them.
Ten million, no one who knows the value of money could remain unmoved.
“What if they don’t agree in the end?”
“If they don’t agree, we haven’t lost anything; it was all a verbal agreement, so what’s there to fear?” Fang Hao said, stepping into the carriage.
Demitrija, with a flick of the reins, headed towards the residence.
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Inside the church hall.
The Archbishop and the bishops hadn’t left.
“This husband of Rebecca does have some guts; he has a strong foundation in talking with us, and his thoughts are very clear.”
“Yes, and he’s not as useless as rumors suggested.”
“Not just that, he seems even more composed than those from the big families.”
“How he fares, we’ll discuss later. Should we accept this large quantity of armor?”
“Ten thousand sets is indeed not a small number, and could generate considerable funds through the Trade Alliance.”
“Three years’ time is also acceptable.”
Prior to Fang Hao’s arrival, they had also engaged in preliminary discussions.
After all, visiting the church, it’s quite easy to guess that it’s related to the matters of the upper senate.”
However, the outcome of the discussion was quite different from the conclusion.
The topic shifted, seemingly everyone willing to accept this batch of armor.
From the highest position, the Archbishop once more tapped the floor with his cane, “Do you think these ten thousand pieces of armor can be exchanged for our vote?”
There was a moment of silence.
Someone spoke up, “I think it’s possible, as the upper senate is still dominated by the Hall of Justice and the church, adding Rebecca won’t have a big impact.”
“I think so too.”
“Agreed!”
“Agreed!”
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In the eastern borders of the Dreamy Forest.
“Within three years, the Dreamy Forest needs to pay Furious Lion City five hundred thousand Warfire Coins, thirty thousand strong male slaves, fifty thousand beast skins, twenty thousand units of ore ……”
In the center of the border, a flat open area.
A burly orc, with hair as fluffy as a lion’s, stood.
He was reading loudly from the beast skin with one foot on a chair.
The golden sunlight made the thin beast skin almost translucent, revealing the figures of small men, gold coins, daggers, and other patterns etched on it.
There wasn’t a single word, all represented by patterns.
Across from the Furious Lion Orc, sat two figures.
One, a silver-haired girl clad in leather armor and carrying a small leather bag, and the other, a Fairy Clan general in bright silver armor.
The negotiation area of the orcs was somewhat crude.
Bare wood table marked with knife cuts and a few chairs were set up in the open air between the two armies.
Forming the scene of the current negotiation.
Aside from the Furious Lion Orc still reading from the pictures, only the whistling wind was heard.
It was somewhat uncomfortable to the ears.
Eventually, the Furious Lion Orc laid the beast skin on the table with a slap.
Finished reading.
Upon hearing the Furious Lion Clan’s conditions, the Fairy Clan hero—Shirel—looked extremely displeased.
Anyone could tell, the Furious Lion Clan was opening its mouth wide.
Ten thousand slaves, five hundred thousand Warfire Coins.
These terms were less like negotiation and more like a victorious party demanding reparations from a losing force.
The Fairy Clan would agree to none of these.
If it wasn’t for the fact that the Dreamy Forest had become Fang Hao’s territory, the war might still be ongoing.
Continuing until one side utterly failed.
Anjia glanced at the Furious Lion Orc opposite and asked, “Are you done?”