Chapter 221: The Shadows of Dimarintsia
"One ship, no more," Lord Bron said calmly.
Doomblade stared at him, and Irwin could see the calculative intelligence behind his dark red eyes spinning, trying to come up with a way to gain more. Irwin almost pitied him. There was no way he would beat Lord Bron at negotiations; that much was clear from his position on the sidelines.
"Fine. But you will let me gather any others that are hiding in the ruins," Doomblade said. He'd tried to get them to let him back through the portal, but there was no way either of them would allow that.
Lord Bron cocked his head. "Very well."
Irwin gritted his teeth. Were they seriously letting Doomblade go? They needed his information, yes, but he knew they were here somewhere and that they had a portal. Even if he didn't know exactly what, this was going to get them into trouble. Besides, why did Doomblade even trust them? Something about the whole thing made him worried.
I hope he knows what he is doing, Irwin thought as he looked at Lord Bron.
The noble oozed calm, and Irwin was glad he could trust Lord Bron.
Perhaps he is lying, he thought. There were no tablets here that could register the deal, so there was no real reason for Lord Bron to keep his end of the deal.
"In exchange for one ship, all of the remaining surviving Galubs, and a clear path out of here, you will tell us who is behind the abduction of the smiths and everything else related," Lord Bron summarized, raising an eyebrow.
"Ugh, fine!' Doomblade said, leaning back against the wall of the cabin they were currently in.
Lord Bron had insisted that they not do this on deck and with only Irwin here. Even Greldo, who had woken up from the commotion, had been asked to remain outside.
The Galub sniffed. "Have you heard of Dimarintsia?"