Both parties have the sincerity to reach an agreement, so even with numerous disagreements, they can eventually shake hands amicably.
Although Hill felt a twitch at the corner of his eyes when he saw the Hydra extend its tail that had been polished for half a day, he still shook it with a smile.
The Hydra's long tail merrily twirled in the air, then swiftly and fiercely slashed a dark purple crack, from which two unconscious humans fell out.
Hill looked at them in confusion for a moment and then asked Hydra, "Who are these people? Is there anyone who must not die?"
Hydra shook its twelve heads simultaneously, chuckling, "How would I remember the names of humans?
If they can survive, let them not die, right? Is it possible you can just let those two Mages and their followers die?"
Hill thoughtfully observed the very pleased Hydra, "One light and one dark?"
"Hmm? What are you talking about?" Hydra was visibly puzzled for a moment.
