Lord Protector Novel

Northern King was frightened by Killer Wolf's grin and shook his head immediately. “You're mistaken, Master Killer Wolf. That's not what I meant. The three of you don't even need to do anything. I believe the three of you only need to stand still to intimidate the enemy with your powerful aura. Of course, if the enemy insists on attacking, I'll need you all to defend me. Don't worry; he's as weak as an ant in the face of your might. I bet you only need to wave your arm casually to eliminate the enemy.”

In response, Alfred spoke. “We can intimidate and even attack your enemy. It's not a problem.”

Northern King sighed in relief.

“However, our time is precious and very valuable. If you waste our time, it means you're wasting our money.”

Even a fool could tell Alfred was soliciting benefits.

The three of them are basically ruthless bandits! Northern King remained quiet for a moment before uttering, “Name your price.”

Alfred demanded, “Twenty thousand kilograms of rations for each of us.”

The edge of Northern King's lips twitched. What a heartless b*stard! Twenty thousand kilograms of rations for each of them means I need to hand over sixty thousand kilograms in total. In addition to the forty thousand I promised earlier, I'll need to deliver one hundred thousand kilograms of rations to them! I don't think I have that many rations stored in my entire base!

Alfred was displeased to witness the grimace on Northern King's countenance. “What's the matter? Are you going to tell me you can't afford the price? In that case, we're leaving. Don't waste our time.”

“Wait, wait! Please don't leave!” Northern King exclaimed. The three of them are my only hope. If they refuse to help me, that traitorous Centuria will annex my territory! When that happens, there's no point in having that many rations! “Masters, I really don't have that many rations. How about this? I'll only invite one of you to help me in exchange for twenty thousand kilograms of rations.”

After a brief moment of contemplation, Alfred retorted, “No, that's not enough. If you're only asking me for help, it means I have to do the work of three people by myself. You need to give me more.”

Gritting his teeth, Northern King negotiated, “Thirty thousand kilograms of rations. That's my limit. I hope you're willing to accept this offer.”

Alfred intentionally put on a troubled look before nodding in agreement. “Fine, I'll accept it.”

Without delay, Northern King removed a Spirit Stone from his pocket and handed it to Alfred.

Ordinary Spirit Stones were gray, but that one was white and half-transparent.

Northern King explained, “This is a telepathic Spirit Stone specially made by my Legion. When I need you, I'll break my telepathic Spirit Stone, which will cause yours to vibrate. When you sense the vibration, it means I'm asking you for assistance. You can use the stone to locate my position.”