Demon Royal Family

Envoys from eight families gathered at the Harrican defense line.

There are Farazi, Loradis, and McCoy in the north, Lauder, Seramon, and three other small families in the east. Each family sent a team of two or three people to request a meeting with Ivo. Their purpose of coming was very clear, and they came for hostage exchange.

After successfully entering the territory, they were arranged to stay in a hotel, but Ivo had no intention of receiving them and left them alone with a vague attitude.

The envoys from the eight families were unsure. The lord's longhouse refused to allow them to visit. Ivo was now a big shot in Lassese. They did not dare to make any mistakes. Moreover, they came to ask for help and were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

Two days later, an envoy thought of a way. Talper was also in the territory. Ivo had a relationship with the Lynches family. They planned to ask Ivo indirectly through the Marquis of Talper.

In Lynch's new villa.

"We would like to ask Lord Ivo to negotiate with Barea and exchange Princess Iver for the noble hostages captured by the enemy."

"A very reasonable request." Talper nodded after listening to the requests of the eight family envoys.

Mile Farazzi has the highest status among the envoys. He is the son of Count Farazzi. His father once served in the city of Lasses. After the royal city was destroyed, Count Farazi was captured and taken to Barea. Come to convince Ivo's attitude.

Milie, who had curly hair and was about in his twenties, said respectfully: "Marquis Talper, I hope you can help us, and the Farazzi family will repay your kindness."

"The Loradis will repay your kindness."

"McCoy..."

Eight family envoys have expressed their opinions.

Talper stroked the ring and said slowly: "I can facilitate this meeting, but there are some things you need to know in advance."

Mi Lie and others nodded repeatedly and listened carefully.

"I can't influence Ivo's opinion. Whether you can convince him or not depends on your sincerity. I am only responsible for facilitating the meeting, and the result has nothing to do with me."

"Of course." Miley said.

Talper nodded and stood up, "Follow me."

He came to the lord's longhouse with envoys from eight families. The guard, who knew Talper, stepped out of the way.

Entering the lord's longhouse, the group met Gavin head-on. Gavin said with a smile: "Marquis Talper, do you have anything to do with the lord?"

Talper pointed at Milie and the others, "They have something to ask Ivo, and I will bring them in."

"Okay, you take them to the conference room to wait, and I will report to the lord."

The family envoy and others followed Talper to the conference room and waited quietly.

Milie looked nervous. The person they were about to meet was the war hero of Lases. It was rumored that he could easily defeat the legendary Duke of Barea and capture Princess Aiweier. This series of crazy deeds gave him a sense of fanaticism like a pilgrimage.

After waiting for ten minutes, the door opened and Ivo walked in. Milie and others stood up in a hurry and looked at Ivo.

The figure under the lord's cloak was as burly as a bear, and his eyes were like sharp knives. The first impression he gave people was like a white bear in the north wind, exuding the aura of a strong man, and the family messenger in the conference room subconsciously held his breath.

Milie was the first to come to his senses. He covered his chest and saluted, "It's an honor to meet you. I am Milie from the Falazi family."

Everyone introduced themselves.

"Sit down." Ivo sat down on the main seat without comment and said slowly: "Talper said, do you want to persuade me to negotiate with Barea?"

"Yes." Milie replied, quietly paying attention to Ivo's expression.

Ivo's face was expressionless, but he was actually smiling in his heart. He knew that as long as he controlled Aiweier, these nobles would come to him. This would be an opportunity to squeeze out benefits.

"Where is your sincerity?"

Milie and others looked at each other and took the lead in saying: "The Farazi family will remember your kindness."

Others echoed.

"It sounds like there's no need to talk." Ivo shrugged and stood up.

Milie said hurriedly: "Wait a minute, Lord Ivo, we can discuss whatever requests you have."

Ivo sat down again, tapped the table with his fingers, and said straight to the point: "I don't want much... food, ores, medicinal herbs, standard weapons and armor, as well as magic and alchemy tools. I want a sufficient share. You support the development of my territory, and I need a pair of dual swords that are at least heritage level."

The eight family envoys looked at each other, and Milie asked: "Lord Ivo, these conditions are not a problem."

"When I see what I want, I give priority to negotiation." Ivo's attitude was vague.

"Just thinking about it?" Milie couldn't help but raise his tone.

Ivo glanced at it and said lightly, "You don't have to agree to my conditions."

Miley choked, and Ivo made it clear that he wanted to take advantage first. The eight family envoys felt aggrieved, but they had no choice. Ivo's current status was not something they could shake, and they could only compromise.

"Okay, we will meet your request, and I hope you can keep your promise." Milie decisively agreed to the conditions, but Ivogao glanced at him.

Seeing that he was the first to express his stance, other families agreed.

After the conditions were agreed upon, Milie and others took their leave and went back to prepare what Ivo wanted.

Ivo tapped the back of his hand. In addition to the Lassese nobles, there was another person who would also put a price on the hostage exchange.

Peter Humon, he is Aiweier's fiancé and the president of the Pearl Merchant Association. He is in his thirties.

The Pearl Chamber of Commerce is a member of the Southern Continent Libra Alliance, a giant cross-continental chamber of commerce. Peidi and Aiweier exchanged power and wealth through political marriage, Aiweier received financial support, and Peidi obtained the status of a great noble of Baria.

Ivo believes that Pedi will definitely contact him and does not mind bleeding heavily. Pedi is a businessman who has invested a lot of money in Iver and will never give up easily before seeing returns.

Sure enough, a few days later, the president of the large chamber of commerce came to the Harrican defense line in person.

"I know you've been waiting for me for a long time. Make an offer."

This was Peidi's first words when he saw Ivo.

Peidi is a serious-looking middle-aged man who is rigid and realistic. Such people are the hardest to deal with.

Ivo met Pedi in the lord's longhouse. After hearing these words, he smiled and said, "How much are you prepared to give?"

Peidi's tone was indifferent: "That depends on how big your appetite is."

Ivo stood up and poured a glass of malt wine. He was not anxious at all and said calmly: "Fifty million Benas, plus you stop funding the orcs of the Earth Wolf Clan, this is my price."

"Be careful of swelling to death." Peidi frowned, this condition made him feel heartache.

"I can digest it slowly." Ivo said calmly.

Peidi was silent for a while and said, "I want to see Aiweier first."

"A reasonable request."

Ivo shrugged, led Petty to the dungeon, and opened the cell door. Petty and Iver's eyes met, and each other's eyes showed various emotions, but there was no emotion.

"Maybe you need to be alone." Ivo closed the door and leaned outside the door, taking out balsamic grass and cigarettes and chewing them. The smell of cigarettes penetrated deep into his lungs.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and in the diffuse smoke, a narrow smile loomed at the corner of his mouth.

…

In the cell, Aiweier raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing here?"

"Spend money to save you." Peidi coughed and said slowly: "Princess Aiweier, I have spent enough money on you. This is the last time, and I need to repay you."

Aiweier frowned: "When the war is over and we get married, you will be the great noble of Baria. You will enjoy countless privileges in Baria. Your chamber of commerce can go further. This is the condition we agreed on."

"No, I want new conditions. After all, it cost more to redeem you." Peidi said without mercy: "After I rescue you, you can no longer participate in the war. I don't want to spend any more money to redeem you. I will also stop funding the orcs. The outcome of this war has nothing to do with me. No matter how bad it is, it will not affect the foundation of Barria. This is enough."

Aiweier's razor-sharp eyebrows rose, and he threatened Peidi with a sneer, "If you do this, I will overturn the deal, and you will get nothing."

"Stupid, only I can rescue you from here. If you go back on your word, I will help the orcs attack Baria." Peidi's tone turned cold, and he looked at Aiweier, whose face changed slightly, and said, "You are not qualified to talk to me. condition!"

Aiweier was silent, with a trace of pain and helplessness flashing in his eyes. He nodded slightly and stopped talking.