I’m Here to End This Fight - Chapter 406
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Episode 406. Negotiation (3)
The Schmidt Coalition without Aaron Schmidt.
In other words, the negotiation team of the (former) Schmidt coalition has stepped into the camp of the Sigly coalition.
Three people walking forward, leading a guard of about twenty men.
The person who stood at the center of it all was, of course, the middle-aged woman who had first mentioned these negotiations.
As the woman had expected, when the Giclee Alliance accepted the negotiations, everyone unanimously elected her as the head of the negotiation team.
The middle-aged woman also did not reject such a situation but accepted it.
‘It’s a negotiation where there’s nothing to lose anyway.’
The focus of these negotiations was how much of what they had could be kept.
But defeat in the war was already a foregone conclusion.
So, even if he gave in to everything that was discussed in advance at the meeting, it was not his own fault.
Rather, even if you can barely keep just one of them, the members of the alliance will understand, and if you can keep more than that, it will be your own achievement.
A negotiation where there are no losses and only merits can be gained.
That’s why the middle-aged woman accepted people’s offer.
She steeled her resolve as she watched the conference barracks getting closer and closer.
‘You have to leave behind as much as possible!’
In this war, the plan he had devised ended in failure.
And there was talk that this failure might have led to the defeat in this war.
This was never a good thing for him or his family.
‘How did our family come to this point!’
From a small shop in a back alley where no one paid any attention, to one of the most influential families in Belgrade.
It is a position and reputation that has been built up over the years.
You can’t ruin it in your own generation, can you?
I had to somehow create a ball and put an end to the negative rumors floating around the world.
As the woman walked, recalling her goal, the negotiating team arrived in front of the barracks.
“Phew… Let’s go in.”
The middle-aged woman took a deep breath and relaxed her nerves, and the other two followed her as she pushed through the cloth.
All that greeted the three people who entered the room was a table and six chairs.
The three people, including the woman, had bitter smiles on their faces in the empty room.
“… Is this a fight for leadership?”
“Phew, even if I didn’t do this, I already had enough of the initiative… … .”
Who would enter the negotiating table first was a common battle of wits before negotiations.
And usually the negotiating team that arrives later has the upper hand.
So, it was highly unlikely that the negotiation team of the Giclee Union would have arrived first.
Of course, even though I knew the inside story, it was not a very pleasant feeling to walk into an empty negotiation room.
“This was completely expected. Don’t be discouraged.”
The woman sat down first, urging the others to join her.
Only then did the others follow her and sit down, looking towards the exit.
How much time had passed while I was staring blankly at the exit?
“… … .”
“Hmm… … .”
“hmm…….”
As the time gradually gets later, people’s expressions start to harden.
Flutter-.
The tent opened and two people appeared.
“Oh, oh, did you keep me waiting long? Sorry. I got lost… … .”
“I heard the news of your arrival too late.”
The negotiation team of the Jikli Union entered with bright smiles, unlike those who arrived first.
As they walked at a leisurely pace, they made strange excuses that didn’t seem like much.
Then, the negotiating team of the (former) Schmidt coalition on the other side hardened their expressions and repeatedly coughed in vain.
Then, a member of the Jikli Union negotiation team sat down and asked.
“Why, are you uncomfortable somewhere?”
The middle-aged woman smiled faintly at his sullen gaze and changed the subject.
“Oh, it’s nothing. I think you heard something. But why are there only two of you?”
The member of the Giclee Union, who saw the woman’s gaze fall on an empty space, responded as if nothing had happened.
“Oh, someone from the Sowol Mercenary Corps will soon join the negotiation team. This is the seat for him.”
“Sowol… Mercenary Corps?”
(Former) Schmidt Union negotiation team members blink at the name of the mercenary group they are hearing for the first time.
‘A mercenary is interfering with this important position?’
It is a place where huge profits are involved.
Hundreds and thousands of gold coins come and go with just one word.
What if they were a mercenary group that would give up one of those important positions without any complaints?
The middle-aged woman’s expression hardened as the thought crossed her mind.
At the same time, a squeezing voice came out of her.
“Surely not, there’s a guy named Yuri Holland as the captain… …?”
Yuri Holland.
Although only a few days had passed since that fierce battle, there was now no one among those who took part in the war who did not know his name.
“Yuri Holland!”
“That, that guy?!”
The Jikli negotiating team members smiled as they saw the other negotiating team, including the middle-aged woman, getting tense.
“That’s right, the mercenary group he leads is the Sowol Mercenary Group.”
“We are a small mercenary group of only five, including you… Do you remember? The four young mercenaries who led your advance?”
“no way?!”
“That’s right. They are members of the Sowol Mercenary Corps.”
Except for the middle-aged woman who wasn’t there at the time, all the former Schmidt negotiating team members had shocked expressions on their faces.
They remembered because they also participated in the fight.
No, how could I forget that?
The majesty of just four men boldly dividing the advance of thousands.
But even they are members of the mercenary group led by Yuri Holland.
‘The Sowol Mercenary Corps… … .’
‘These are extraordinary people.’
The middle-aged woman, seeing the negotiators so shocked, asked a question to bring herself to her senses.
“Then, is that seat occupied by the leader of the Sowol mercenary group?”
“That would be true. Wouldn’t he be qualified?”
“Hmm… … .”
The expression on the middle-aged woman’s face became serious and her worries deepened after hearing the answer.
‘Leader of the Sowol Mercenary Corps, Yuri Holland.’
His appearance at the negotiating table was unexpected.
But that’s okay.
‘Anyway, the negotiations will be led by those from the families that belong to the alliance.’
No matter how much of a war hero he is, his status is that of a hired mercenary.
The two people sitting across from you now will be the main players in the negotiation.
‘It might be better to deal with two rather than three.’
She thought so, but still, just in case, she was a middle-aged woman who began to imagine the situation in her head as to how Yuri Holland might react.
When she was doing a preview that wasn’t a preview.
Thud thud thud-.
Everyone’s ears perked up at the sound of footsteps coming from the entrance.
“I see you’re here.”
Their gazes turned to the entrance, where they thought Yuri Holland had finally arrived.
and.
Flutter-!
“huh?”
“… … ?!”
The eyes of the audience widened as they saw the person who came in with the curtain wide open.
***
The office of the head of the Singh family.
A small sound echoed inside.
Knock- knock-.
The sound that could be heard at a steady beat was the sound of Richard, the owner, tapping his fingertips on the desk.
And this was his habit when he was deeply troubled.
Knock- knock- knock-.
Next to the finger making the sound was a piece of paper.
[Report on the latest developments in the Belgrade War]
The report, which began with a concise title, detailed the circumstances and content of the large-scale battle that had taken place only a short time ago.
And the details of the content were at a level that only key figures on both sides involved in the war would know.
‘Aaron Schmidt lost… … .’
At the beginning of the war, Richard had expected that Aaron would win the war.
But the result was completely different from what he expected.
‘The point at which my prediction went astray was… … .’
Richard’s gaze fell on the middle phrase of the document.
[… The Sowol Mercenary Corps, led by Yuri Holland, appears in the rear unit… … .]
‘It starts here.’
According to the analysis by the family’s information department, it took the Sowol mercenary group that departed from the main base of the Jikli Union to reach the rear unit in just over three hours.
From the moment that the Sowol Mercenaries rescued the rear units at an unbelievable speed, the flow of the war changed in a direction that Richard had not expected.
‘Aaron Schmidt’s death.’
Including the case of Aaron, a certified 8th dan, losing to Yuri, a certified 7th dan.
‘Sangun and May Winchester.’
Two masters suddenly appeared.
From the moment Yuri got involved, everything that happened was beyond Richard’s expectations.
But this little thing wasn’t enough to cause Richard any trouble.
What made him deeply troubled was the words written at the end of the report.
[A golden crown appears on Yuri Holland’s head… … .]
A mysterious golden crown that appeared on Yuri Holland’s head during his fight with Aaron.
The identity written in the report was what had Richard worried.
Knock- knock- knock-.
After that, he sat and thought for a while, then sighed and got up.
“… I should meet Julia.”
Richard quietly leaves the office.
The sight of his back as he went to see his daughter looked somehow bitter.
***
Negotiation room.
A heavy silence fell within it.
“… … .”
“… … .”
The situation is such that not only the (former) Schmidt Union but also the Giclee Union are keeping their mouths shut and just watching.
Where their eyes met was a huge man sitting there.
Hmph-!
A grim-looking man with crossed arms and a strong snort.
A giant that makes the wide negotiating table look small.
The one glaring at the negotiating team members across from him with sharp eyes was none other than Poppy.
“hmm…….”
“Hmm… … .”
Poppy’s presence, which appeared in a situation where everyone had no doubt that Yuri would attend, was enough to bewilder everyone.
“Isn’t Director Yuri Holland coming?”
joy-!
Poppy, snorting loudly again, pointed at herself with her thumb.
It was a gesture that said, “Why are you looking for glass when you’re here?”
The negotiator who had asked the question continued speaking with an awkward smile.
“Oh, I see. Okay, I understand. Then let’s start negotiations like this.”
“…great.”
The situation turned out to be completely different from what she had expected, but the woman nodded as if it didn’t really matter.
Then he began to explain the negotiation proposal he had prepared.
Some time passed after that.
“… This is what we have prepared to compensate for this war.”
The woman’s eyes became tense after she finished explaining.
‘It’s just the beginning.’
First, they said they would give as little as possible.
From now on, a fierce battle will unfold between those who want to take it and those who want to protect it.
The woman tensely concentrated, wondering what they would ask for.
“Well, that’s… … .”
And the moment the negotiator from the Jikli Alliance opened his mouth with a dissatisfied expression on his face.
bang-!
Suddenly the table made a loud noise and shook violently.
“Hipp!”
“Huh?!”
The surprised people’s gaze turned to the source of the sound.
There, Poppy, with her eyes shining brightly, was resting her hands like a pot lid on the table.
bang-!
Poppy banged on the table again and shouted.
“hungry!”
The voices of the negotiating team members naturally cringed at the shouts that shook the room.
“…yes?”
At the middle-aged woman’s question, Poppy knocked on the table again as if she was not satisfied.
“hungry!”
Boom bang-!
This time the table was hit twice.
Looking at the table that was so wobbly that it was almost surprising that it didn’t break, a middle-aged woman had an absurd thought: ‘Should I get one too? Where can I buy one of these?’
Then he suddenly came to his senses and asked again.
“yes?”
“hungry!”
The (former) Schmidt coalition negotiation team, which kept shouting that it was hungry, looked at the opposing negotiation team in surprise.
It was a look in his eyes that told him to try to do something.
“that…….”
At this moment, one of the negotiating team members stood up and put a hand on Poppy’s shoulder.
“hungry!”
bang-!
“Ugh!”
Poppy raised her arm to slam the table again, causing the negotiating table to roll around in the recoil.
“…hungry?”
Poppy looked at her shoulder as if wondering if an ant had landed on it.
Then he tilted his head when he saw the negotiator rolling on the floor.
“hungry?”
A look that asks why you are just rolling around there pathetically.
“Tsk, I’m hungry.”
Then he clicked his tongue and lifted him up.
The negotiating team member, dangling like a child, was made to sit on a chair, half-asleep.
Poppy, who had sorted out the situation like that, slammed the table again.
“hungry!”
bang-!
Every time the table shook, cold sweat would run down the foreheads of everyone except Poppy.
“hungry!”
bang-!
At the repeated shouting, a middle-aged woman courageously stepped forward.
“So what on earth are you talking about… … .”
“I’m so hungry!”
“So what does that mean… … .”
“hungry!”
“So that’s… … .”
“I’m hungry!”
“therefore…….”
“hungry!”
“… … .”
The woman who had courageously stepped forward was left frustrated.
The woman screamed inwardly at the giant’s sharp gaze as he glared at her with his arms crossed.
‘So what on earth does that mean?’
Why did you come all the way to the negotiation table looking for food!
“I’m hungry!”
bang-!
The middle-aged woman’s face became sad as the table shook again with Poppy’s scream.
‘Black… … .’
The negotiations, which were expected to go smoothly, started to go in a completely different direction.