"You're telling me all this and then buying my silence?" Freya narrowed her eyes, a cunning expression emerging on her round face, resembling a fox that has just stolen a chicken: "Are you trying to bribe me? Respectable Mister Kyle."
"Indeed, I am trying to bribe you," Pannis's tone suddenly rose with fervor and he said loudly, "I wish to buy you, name your price. Don't refuse, no one can resist the right price. You want money? Fame? Status? Power? I'll give you all these. Want to protect this country? As long as you accept my bribe, I'll immediately retreat from this land, and I swear, my army will not invade this country by a single inch within a hundred years, I will also not permit any other country's army to invade. How about it, are you tempted? Just agree to my terms, all this is yours."
