"I have received the goodwill from both of you."
Baron Rod looked at the two emissaries, his voice calm,
"However, the title of Northern Duke isn't something that can be bestowed lightly."
The expressions of the two emissaries simultaneously stiffened, wanting to speak but were stopped by Baron Rod's gesture.
"I need time to consider."
Baron Rod sat back in his chair.
"Both of you have been traveling in the wild for so long, you need to rest well."
His tone was undeniable, and he immediately instructed Vivian beside him, "Have Sao take them to the best inn in town."
"Yes, my lord."
Vivian responded softly, notifying the guard to escort them away.
The two emissaries exchanged a glance, each seeing reluctance in the other's eyes.
But with Baron Rod's firm attitude, they could only bow and then follow the guard out of the hall.
The sound of footsteps gradually faded, and the hall returned to silence.
