"This won't be a usual, tiny war," said the crimson-eyed man, continuing to stuff the artifacts within his bag. "The fact that you sold to their opponents during such a time would inevitably result in backlash."
"Backlash…"
"Your death," said Arthur, locking eyes with the petrified figure of the talented businessman. Although well-versed in business tactics, Ferhill was unbeknownst to the complexities of human reaction.
At this point, the two clans were aggressively seeking allies and attempting to eliminate potential enemies. Ferhill acted as a bridge between the two and was neither an ally nor an opponent. However, that was potentially the worst position to be in.
The possibility of a potential ally morphing into an enemy once the war began was horrifying to the two clans. Since Ferhill catered to both clans, they felt a sense of goodwill and hostility simultaneously.
