The battle is over.
Most of the yetis were killed, with their bodies lying all over the ground. Only a few managed to escape, but the mercenaries had no time to chase them down.
They are stepping up their efforts to harvest the spiritual materials that belong to them, so as to avoid giving the other side any opportunity to take advantage.
Andrea waved to a mercenary and asked:
"Can you tell which are our spoils and which are theirs?"
"It's easy to tell them apart." The mercenary was obviously relieved that the battle was over. He said easily, "The bodies of the snow monsters they killed all had neat red line-shaped wounds (the effect caused by the melta knife). It's easy to tell them apart."
"Well, what's the approximate ratio of the spoils between the two sides?" Andrea frowned.
"3 to 7," the mercenary replied.
As for who is third and who is seventh, it goes without saying.
Andrea let the mercenary leave and sighed sadly.
Herman remained silent. He knew that Andrea asked this question not because he was afraid that the spoils of both sides would be mixed up, but because he wanted to see if there was any opportunity to fish in troubled waters.
It turned out that the other party wanted to take away 70% of the spoils. How could he not be worried
After packing up all the spiritual materials, everyone continued to move forward.
Herman quietly fell behind the team and walked towards the people of the Blue Sword.
After he told them his purpose, the girls were all very surprised. To buy materials
It's not impossible... Ask pondered for a moment, then motioned Nora and Medea to talk to him.
That's too mean! Nora thought to herself.
The so-called business negotiation is a process of constantly testing the other party's offer and bottom line. How can we negotiate if we directly use Medea, the mind-reading killer
I'm afraid the other person will end up pawning his underwear.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but reveal an expression of pity.
Herman: …
Apparently, the blond nobleman also realized this, and an ugly expression gradually appeared on his gloomy face.
"Well, since everyone knows about this, let's not waste time." Medea sneered and narrowed her eyes at Herman. "I know your bottom line, 340 silver marks per piece of Yeti fat. I also know that your demand is huge, so you must get the materials we have."
"And from the very beginning, I was fully aware of your leader's malicious intentions towards us." She crossed her arms and smiled coldly, as if a cat was catching a mouse. "So our offer is clear."
"340 silver marks, not a cent less."
Herman's expression changed several times, and he said with difficulty:
"I have to discuss this with Andrea."
"Medea..." After Herman left, Nora pulled her arm with some concern, "Are you pushing them too hard?"
"Their enemies have a large number of frost sequence extraordinary people, so they are in urgent need of frost sequence spiritual materials to make corresponding cold-resistant extraordinary items." Medea laughed and said, "If I don't take this opportunity to make a profit from them, I don't deserve to be called a psychic."
Nora was speechless.
Herman found Andrea over there and told him about this matter. Andrea almost jumped up: