"Deal!" Lynch snapped his fingers, beaming.
He had naturally been prepared for the "severely shrunken" support conditions from the three factions. In fact, this was exactly his true goal. There was no such thing as a free lunch in this world; the more you took from others, the steeper the price you would eventually have to pay. Back when he first established his foothold in Lakefront Town, it was precisely because he hadn't taken a single soldier or grain of wheat from the North Wind Legion that he could speak with such authority now. If he had fully accepted the legion's "support" back then, he would have long since been firmly chained to their war chariot. He certainly wouldn't have the standing to sit here negotiating with three major powers, let alone propose a scheme akin to promising one bride to three suitors.
"Since the general direction is set, let's talk details." Lynch clapped his hands.
