Hearing that, suddenly Faegwyn lost her focus. She immediately looked at the reptile bird seriously.
"Is it true!? How do you know!? What condition are they in now!?”
“E-eeh? U-umm….”
Suddenly the guard came. Moritz confronted the guard.
“Follow me,” said the guard.
Moritz turned to Faegwyn who seemed to be asking Cockatrice for something. “Mrs. Faegwyn, come on."
“A-alright….”
They headed for a three-story building with shiny red granite walls. The building bears the sign Town Management & Price Stability of Basic Commodities with a white LED on.
They immediately headed for the city management center leadership room.
Moritz encounters the mayor, a humanian, Major Prescott, and his deputy, the white wolf beastrian, Miss Janice.
They got straight to the point, considering the conditions in an emergency. They asked Moritz help to solve this problem.
Now, the situation is in negotiations.
"How much reward do you offer, Mr. Prescott?" Moritz was calm. He glanced to his left, Faegwyn still looked worried even after Cockatrice told him the situation that someone Faegwyn was worried about.
The young man before Moritz, slightly disheveled blond hair, he picked up an abacus while showing his calculations.
“We can only do this. The rest will be used for the treatment of injuries and compensation costs. Also if-“
So far, the two of them are the only voices in the room.
#Brak!
The situation is tense.
Moritz clenched his right fist, slamming the table. Miss Janice was on alert holding her slender sword. Prescott however, told him to be patient,
"You can't, and it has to be paid now!" Moritz refused in a subtle but firm tone.
“If we pay now….” The man raised his sparkling white glasses. "You can just run away and forget about this matter,"
(This guy has his points….)
(*"He's the typical guy who always does his homework?"*)
“There is indeed a possibility. My confession now also can not be used as a benchmark. But considering some of the losses that are now being handled by the city of Pirn, it is appropriate for you to take that risk,” Moritz reversed the statement of the blonde haired elite man beautifully.
Prescott was silent with a thousand doubts. But the look on his face didn't reveal what he was thinking at all.
The situation is now getting tense. Disagreement is indeed the first step of negotiation. It was as if they were in a gladiator, but it was their minds that showered arrows of opinion on each other.
“Well, though…,” added Moritz.
"Although?"
“Although you should know that risk is…. That risk will never happen because you know me very well. Is that right?" Moritz began to reveal his smile.
So….
The man named Prescott… his body shook slightly.
“Pfft! Buahahahaha! I lost this bet!” he burst out laughing. To make one of Miss Janice's eyebrows go up,
“Yes, yes, yes I know you! Who doesn't know the former vanguard in the etherealm praetor's infernal war, huh? Very funny!" he added. "Well, about that, it is no longer possible. Pirn City is not what it used to be. You must be aware that we are under the supervision and taxes of Grenaldine, you know?”
Moritz tapped lightly on the table with two fingers in thought.
“You are thinking about accepting other options? But it will be 2 wishes,”
“Oh?” His hands stood up and intertwined, then Presscot rested his chin. "Sure, if the money ratio is smaller and the demand is rational?"
Moritz proposes that the City of Pirn will now associate the entire economy with the village of vaughtort and ban the mercenaries of grenaldine from entering to meddle.
"Wait... I know where this is going. Are you here wanting to be a hero of truth?" Prescott nodded slightly.
"Do you mind?"
Prescott leaned back again. "Not really. I actually really consider it on the part of the vaughtort village. But for this Grenaldine…” his face looked confused.
In fact, the face of Miss Janice, a white wolf beastrian who is famous for the beastrian race is quite rare, looked objectionable.
Moritz held out something made of iron and brass in the shape of a shield. The color resembles gold but shines easily when exposed to even a little light. The badge has a black crystal in the center.
"How about you show this badge?"
Not only Faegwyn who immediately highlighted Moritz, Presscot and Janice were shocked by his decision. Moritz's decision seemed to have no problem with the badge.
“So that's how it is….” Presscot lightly massaged his forehead in a relieved tone. "If I've shown the Mordiggian Emblem, I won't think twice."
They shook hands and Moritz got the deal he wanted. Although…
"Ah, don't forget, I still have one more, you know?"
Prescott sighed.
"And you'll tell me later, right? Make sure the budget is not too big…”
“You quickly understand,”
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Mordiggian Emblem – A badge that appears on a chalice at the Evallepiere waterfall specifically for someone who has earned the trust of the inhabitants of the etherealm void and etherealm praetor. If a place or area is attacked, the emblem will automatically teleport the owner to the place that was attacked. The owner who was forcibly teleported will receive 100 times physical and magical strengthening and resistance. This buff is absolute and cannot be thwarted or deleted. However, if this badge is used in its “Constellation Duel” form, the buff will not apply.
Exiting the building, Moritz carried satisfaction on his face. They plan to rent an inn. The inn is a straight walk from the crossroad, 2 building blocks before the gate into the northern pirn forest. Standard accommodation, Moritz booked one regular room and one of the largest rooms.
"Let's prepare first,"
“But… I was ready a long time ago,” replied Faegwyn.
Cockatrice looked up from the crush of the two soft mountains. "Cute sister, what this tadpole means is that he just wants to be given time to prepare something and his thoughts. It's just a normal procedure."
“O-oh…. I see, Mr. Moritz?”
They split up and went to their respective rooms. They rent opposite rooms.
-------POV (third person) Faegwyn & Cockatrice-------
Faegwyn sat up on the bed worriedly. She was still holding her right hand to her ear, waiting for the telepathic message. They both had a small talk.
"Cute sister, you don't believe me?"
“Hmm? About what?" Faegwyn glanced down.
“Your three surviving daughters….”
"Tell me how it was, Mr. Reptile bird!?” Faegwyn's voice sounded threatening.
(You done it, Cockatrice?) Moritz whispered telepathically.
(*"Soon…."*)
“Well, they were hit by sleep magic. They… sleep on a huge flower! And… their bodies don't have any serious injuries?”
"In that case!" Faegwyn spontaneously moved, about to get out of that place. However….
“Therefore, Cute sister…. Do not rush. Sit down for a moment, cute sister! I'll show you how!)
“O-oh… fine.”
“I can transmit an aura that when it touches anyone who is sleeping can wake it up. Since cute sister is telepathic, how about you focus on me too?”
Faegwyn had her doubts. But because the doubts did not provide reasons and solutions, she obeyed Cockatrice's orders.
“Mind Channeling!”
(*”I'm sorry, cute sister….”*)
(*”Curse of Somnolent!”*)
About 2 minutes, only Moritz came out of the room, with Cockatrice hiding in a black robe.
(*"I won't do that magic again on her…."*)
(Oh? That means I managed to train you to develop mindfulness?)
(*”You think I'm unreasonable? If my lunch is a mother of three, I'd better just chew my tail!”*) the voice protested in a deep booming tone.
(Well, but I'm doing this for a good cause?)
(*”And I'm doing this for myself, hmph!”*)
Moritz didn't waste any more time, he quickly exited the inn and headed for the south gate.
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