To speak so bluntly about a premonition of death...
For a moment, Wei'en didn't know how to respond.
"Therefore, we still hope that you, Lord Marco, will complete this... transaction with us," Troy finished, speaking Oldes with a strange intonation.
Although his phrasing was a bit stiff, his tone was full of sincerity.
"Of course."
It was clearly a trade where he wouldn't lose out. Wei'en had no reason to refuse.
With that, he reached for the Forbidden Item, but his eyes remained fixed on Troy and the few Sea Crow People standing behind him.
Furthermore, his consciousness was focused on the panel in his mind, ready for any unexpected developments.
But it went surprisingly smoothly. The Sea Crow People made no move, and Wei'en easily took the harmonica in his hand.
