"After all, I'm an old friend of your father's. I even hugged you when you were young."
This old man was clearly in his sixties, but his voice was full of energy, and his movements were powerful. He looked like he was in his prime.
Matthew speculated that Donovan had barbarian blood.
Hearing the other party's tone of taking advantage of his seniority.
Matthew and Zeller looked at each other.
They all realized that this guy was here to take advantage of the situation.
That was true.
Mercenary groups were meant to make money from war.
For people like them, it would be strange if they didn't come to steal from Rheagar at this time.
As expected.
Rheagar frowned and negotiated with the other party for a while.
Donovan quickly rejected the price he had agreed on.
Instead, the demand had tripled!
