The priest also coughed lightly, seemingly trying to smooth things over, but in reality, he was taking sides.
"Mr. Seine, I have to say, you can't include the money spent on buying seeds every year as part of the land's cost, can you? If you calculate it like that, the contribution the Devor family made to this land would be more than tens of thousands of gold coins, perhaps even hundreds of thousands."
Seine looked fearfully at those stern and solemn visitors, wanting to fight for himself a bit more, but he couldn't speak and could only argue in vain, "But sir, no matter how bad this land might be, it's worth more than this price... 1000 gold coins is really too little. Selling it to you at this price, not to mention me working for nothing all these years, even my father—"
