Chapter 97: Freedom of Religion
[Black Rose: You still want to buy mines? Alkhemia is already a war zone. Why not just seize them outright?]
Ambrose sighed. As expected, Black Rose wasn't a fool.
Within the Elegiac Society, perhaps only the Dullahan was slightly lacking in intellect. After all, he was a knight who relied primarily on brute strength.
Other spellcasters, though, all had to invest at least a few points into intelligence. They weren't quite so easy to deceive.
Ambrose could hardly admit that he was just trying to squeeze money out of her, so he smoothly changed the subject. [Megaman Tiga: Speaking of contracts, elves have moved into my vicinity and forced the local lords to sign agreements for voluntary relocation. The contracts seem to carry some kind of special effect, but my information is limited. I couldn't pry any concrete details out of them.]
[Black Rose: Contracts? Do you know the exact terms?]
Ambrose relayed the clauses he had learned from the Porcupine Knight. The undead queen seemed to have thought of something. She left him only a brief message, "Wait for my word," before falling silent.
Though it was a pity that he had failed to scam any gold out of her, Ambrose still intended to prioritize breeding the living mercury slimes.
The elves were advancing aggressively. The desert dwarves were being beaten into the dirt by Lyon and clearly could not be relied upon. In the end, it would probably fall to Ambrose alone to hold the line.