"[Indeed, it's hush money, an irresistibly large sum that even the Fire Claw Territory would struggle to decline. If Leven, who indeed prioritizes the interests of Fire Claw, were sitting here, he'd probably be utterly dazed by now. Heh, such a beautiful lizard's tail cut, first ambiguously confessing the crime to me, an absolute insider. This is equivalent to telling me that there will definitely be no more slave hunting teams in Fire Claw Territory in the future. Then, shower me with a heap of benefits, and finally, sell off that subordinate, who is either dead or fled... Is this all to silence the biggest trouble – the Fire Claw Territory? What a generous move and courage.]
Double Leaf smirked playfully, then blinked at the Duke of Marshal, "Since your apology is so 'weighty', even if we the Fire Claw Territory are as isolated as savages, we wouldn't have the audacity to refuse such a gift."
Marshal's face brightened: "Then..."
"Then let's get down to serious business."
