Only those with sufficiently strong military power have the right to survive!
Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Lynn stepped forward and walked out of the reception hall.
He entrusted the dining table, filled with dishes, to the guards for cleaning.
Standing in the open-air courtyard, Lynn gazed into the distance.
In the far expansive fields, the carriage convoy brought by Helena was driving away.
Inside the carriage at this moment.
Helena's heart was full of hesitation.
Initially, Helena was contemplating on using the six thousand sets of linen robe and pants to negotiate armor exchange terms with Lord Lynn.
But considering her level of familiarity with Lord Lynn, it was far from adequate.
Forcefully speaking up with suggestions.
Not only would she not obtain permission from Lord Lynn for the exchange.
There might even be a possibility of invoking dissatisfaction from Lord Lynn.
That would be counterproductive!
Furthermore.
