The Necromancer's Fourth Catastrophe-Chapter 416 - 374: On the Eve of War

Haku took a deep breath to calm his emotions, then stared at the elderly woman in the black Magic Robe across from him: "Lady, I really don't want to say this... but..."

"You have absolutely no sincerity in negotiating, do you?"

Upon hearing Haku's words, the elderly woman in the black Magic Robe showed a slightly surprised expression: "Oh? Really? I thought we were already very sincere! I didn't expect the Merfolk Race to be this greedy! Haku!"

Before Haku could get angry, the elderly woman in the black Magic Robe spoke again: "Alright, Haku, since you're not satisfied, then you propose a suggestion. It's not like there's no room for discussion."

Haku coldly looked at the elderly woman in the black Magic Robe, forcing himself to calm down. After a long pause, he finally spoke slowly: "If you wish to pass through our Merfolk Race's territory to reach the Chaotic Sea Domain, it's very simple. Besides making a promise not to interfere with any part of the Merfolk Race, each faction must pay 100 Demon Crystals."

Upon hearing Haku's words, the expressions of those present changed slightly, and the elderly woman in the black Magic Robe was stunned for a long while before slowly speaking: "Oh! I think your Merfolk Race must be going crazy!"

"If you maintain this price, I guarantee it will definitely provoke attacks from all factions, ensuring your Merfolk Race won't survive for a few days."

"The highest price we can accept is one Demon Crystal per faction. We are composed of three factions, giving you three Demon Crystals!"

Hearing the words of the elderly woman in the black Magic Robe, Haku couldn't help but snort coldly: "Do you think our Merfolk Race is this poor? Are you trying to brush us off like beggars?"

"You clearly hold no regard for our Merfolk Race. If you genuinely have no intent to negotiate, then I see no reason to continue discussions. You can leave here directly and crawl back to your lair."

"I'll name a number, and this is the final bottom line our Merfolk Race can accept: 20 Demon Crystals per faction, no less."

After listening to Haku's words, the expressions of many present eased a little.

Twenty Demon Crystals per faction still stings a bit, but it's not unacceptable.

However, the elderly woman in the black Magic Robe obviously wouldn't accept this outcome. After her gaze lingered on Haku's face for a moment, she spoke sternly: "I'll name a number, and we each take a step back. If that doesn't work, there's nothing else we can do but have a little showdown to see whose fist is bigger."

"Ten Demon Crystals per faction. If your Merfolk Race can accept that, then we'll pay and proceed to the Chaotic Sea Domain. If not, we might as well start fighting now."

Hearing the words of the elderly woman in the black Magic Robe, the lips of several Legendary Tier figures behind her moved slightly as if they wanted to say something but ultimately remained silent.

Because before they arrived here, their faction leaders had instructed them to obey the command of this elderly woman in the black Magic Robe.

The three factions were all cooperating groups, which is why they acted together.

And since they were acting together, they naturally needed a person to lead; otherwise, differing opinions would prevent many matters from being accomplished.

This elderly woman in the black Magic Robe was their temporary leader.

To be honest, they didn't want to conflict with the Merfolk Race. The current situation clearly indicated that entering the Chaotic Sea Domain would be enough to seize considerable benefits. There was no need to create more trouble through conflict with the Merfolk Race in this process.

But since it was the decision of the elderly woman in the black Magic Robe, they couldn't say much. If conflict did break out, at worst, they would retreat directly at that time and place all the blame on this elderly woman in the black Magic Robe.

As long as they didn't bear responsibility, they wouldn't bother to persuade her. At this moment, the elderly woman in the black Magic Robe was staring intently at Haku, and Haku was also staring intently back at her.

Their gazes were brewing with seemingly endless emotions, yet neither was willing to step back, and they continued to lock eyes.

Nearly half an hour passed before Haku finally sighed, then spoke as if he had suffered a significant loss: "Fine, after all, your three factions are prominent ones; it wouldn't be good not to give you any respect."

"So let it be as you said; each faction will pay 10 Demon Crystals, then sign a commitment agreement. After that, you can proceed to the Chaotic Sea Domain."

When Haku set out to come here, he had been specifically instructed by the king of the Merfolk Race not to conflict with these foreign factions. They were to make them pay a certain price as much as possible through words alone.

This price didn't need to be large, just enough to save face for the Merfolk Race and make these foreign factions realize that the Merfolk Race wasn't to be trifled with was entirely enough.

Otherwise, Haku, by nature, truly wanted to engage with these foreign factions in a few moves to see exactly what they had to back their confidence.

To be honest, in Haku's view, these foreign factions living in the continent's interior, at equivalent levels, might not necessarily be a match for the Merfolk Race.