Sitting silently, a few thoughts passed through Gilead's head.
In the end, he pushed them all away.
He looked up at the strange... man seated with a grin in front of him.
The man didn't look fully human, with the black horns growing out of his temples and his strange eyes filled with danger.
And yet, for some reason, he felt even more reassured of his decision.
He calmly closed the leather pouch,
"In that case, I have nothing else to say. When will they be moving over?"
Cain nodded. He had not been worried that his offer would be rejected. There was no chance it would have been.
After all, they wanted everything he had to offer but they had little to lose. Despite that, Cain didn't measure his gain from what could be seen immediately.
In the long run, the benefits of doing this would be far greater than expected, not just for him, but for all of them.
