Despite the noise, Darius looked unphased. Just like the Royal Seneschal, he sat there calmly and allowed the fellows to freely vent their dissatisfaction, waiting for them to eventually quiet down.
Many parties had warped expressions and this time nobody would stand up to ask an obviously stupid question, despite some members looking towards that middle-aged woman from earlier.
It was painfully obvious that their choice was to either agree with the young lad and pay less in exchange for him having full control over the resources or secure their own supplies henceforth.
However, the latter option would cause chaos along the supply route, not to mention it would enrichen the Space element union.
