Fantasy Lord: Beginning with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 67: Time to Discuss War Reparations

Time passed quickly.

Ten days later, when Reine returned from Loren City, Baron Valmy and Baron Gladon had already recovered.

Thor also entrusted Neil Morton with the confinement, and then placed the two along with Baron Pape together.

"Baron Valmy!"

"Baron Gladon?"

In the room, seeing the two people who had also been brought over, Pape Lawrence wore a look of surprise.

"Baron Pape, you’re not dead?"

Baron Valmy and Baron Gladon paused for a moment, their expressions filled with shock as they spoke.

Listening to their words, Baron Gladon’s face turned dark.

"Even if you die, I won’t!"

"What, you were captured by that Thor Dressrosa too!"

Pape Lawrence spoke with a hint of annoyance.

"Baron Pape, it’s not us saying it, it’s your son!"

Baron Valmy quickly spoke up.

"Yes, your son said you were dealt with by the Lord of Eagle Ridge."

Baron Gladon also chimed in.

With their words, Pape Lawrence quickly understood what had happened, and his face darkened more and more.

He had known before that his son had joined forces with these two barons to prepare an attack, but he never expected his son to actually declare his death.

"Bastard!"

"Damn it!"

Pape Lawrence couldn’t help but curse.

Seeing Pape Lawrence’s anger, Baron Valmy and Baron Gladon couldn’t help but smile in their heavy hearts.

Seeing someone more unfortunate than oneself when down on luck is undoubtedly a pleasant thing.

"Creak!"

"It seems you are all recovering well!"

Amid their conversation, the door made a light sound, and then Thor slowly walked in, a light smile in his voice.

Looking at Thor who walked in.

In the pupils of Baron Valmy and Baron Gladon, there was some surprise.

There was nothing they could do about it; Thor’s aura was not strong at all.

Or rather, extremely weak.

At least compared to them as Great Knights, he was much weaker.

Judging by the aura, it was obvious he was just an Apprentice Knight.

But this surprise only lasted for a moment.

Because soon, Pape Lawrence spoke up.

"Your Excellency Thor, I sincerely apologize!"

"I can sign a Soul Contract, and I will surely deliver the ransom you require. Please allow me to return to my territory."

Pape Lawrence spoke with a sigh.

Baron Valmy’s and Baron Gladon’s defeat and capture made it clear to him what he needed to do at this moment.

If he continued letting his second son manage the Lawrence territory, the entire territory would be doomed, so he must return, no matter the cost.

"Of course!"

"How about this, Baron Pape Lawrence, see if this works for you?"

"If you agree, you can leave at any time!"

Thor chuckled softly and waved his hand, and the nearby Reine quickly stepped forward to hand a sheepskin scroll to Pape Lawrence.

Pape Lawrence took it.

His gaze immediately focused on it.

But this look made his pupils constrict violently.

"You!"

Words came out, Pape Lawrence filled with anger.

"Baron Pape Lawrence, what do you think!"

Thor chuckled without giving any explanation.

But this mere chuckle made Pape Lawrence instantly collapse.

"I agree!"

A hoarse voice spoke, and Pape Lawrence suddenly seemed to age.

"Then let’s sign the contract!"

Thor nodded lightly with a smile.

Pape Lawrence immediately stopped hesitating, his right hand’s Life Source Power surged, cutting his finger, and crimson blood dripped.

"Buzz!"

The blood dripped, and in an instant, a peculiar magic array lit up.

It then enveloped Pape Lawrence’s body entirely.

"Oh, by the way, Lawrence, you should have a copy of the contract too!"

Thor chuckled, looking towards Lawrence not far away.

"Lawrence!"

Pape Lawrence called out.

Lawrence hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward.

As soon as he took the sheepskin scroll and saw the contents, his eyes widened as well.

"This?"

"Father?"

Lawrence couldn’t help but speak, looking at his father.

"Sign it!"

Pape Lawrence sighed softly, closing his eyes.

Hearing his father’s words, Lawrence could only sigh, letting his blood drip as well.

"Buzz!"

Ripples spread, and the contract was established.

With a wave of Thor’s hand, the contract returned to his hand the next moment.

At that moment.

Baron Valmy and Baron Gladon could not help but become tense.

They didn’t know what the contract contained, but they knew it was nothing good.

How could they not feel tense?

"Your Excellency Thor, we were the ones at fault this time. How much ransom do we need to pay?"

Baron Valmy asked nervously.

"Yes, Your Excellency Thor, we can pay the ransom!"

Baron Gladon hurriedly added.

"Of course, how about this, Reine, give each of the barons a copy of the ransom rules!"

Thor nodded with a smile, then gestured to Reine beside him.

"Yes!"

Reine nodded with a smile, handing over a sheepskin scroll.

But this was not a contract.

It was merely the ransom rules.

"No, this is impossible?"

They took it, but only for a moment, Baron Valmy immediately looked up at Thor in disbelief.

"Your Excellency Thor, pardon my boldness, but this is impossible!"

Baron Gladon also spoke up.

What a joke.

Such a ransom was impossible.

They were required to pay three thousand gold coins for their release, five hundred gold coins for each Official Knight, one hundred gold coins for each Apprentice Knight, and also provide three thousand peasant slaves and pay two thousand gold coins in war reparations.

This expense was simply too much for them to afford.

They might as well sell their entire territory.

"Of course, you can choose not to pay the ransom; you just need to sign this contract."

Thor chuckled softly, gesturing to the contract in his hand.

"Your Excellency Thor, can we take a look first?"

Baron Valmy and Baron Gladon exchanged a glance, and finally, Baron Gladon asked.

"Of course!"

Thor nodded with a smile, waving his hand, the contract floated towards the two.

The two exchanged another glance, and Baron Gladon first received and opened the contract.

But the moment he did, his pupils constricted violently.

"What’s the matter?"

Seeing Baron Gladon’s expression change, Baron Valmy couldn’t help but ask.

"You look!"

Baron Gladon handed the contract to Baron Valmy, then fell into contemplation.

"My God, this is impossible!"

Baron Valmy took it, and his eyes immediately filled with disbelief as he looked towards Thor.

"Gentlemen, I must remind you, you don’t have a choice; you don’t possess the wealth of the Lawrence Clan; without you, your two territories might not last long before they are destroyed."

Thor chuckled softly, his expression composed.

"This!"

The two instantly froze, their expressions constantly changing.