An hour later, everyone had finished eating and began to casually chat with each other.
Vlad was the most boisterous in Leone's table, sharing all kinds of stories to his idol.
Thinking that the time was right, Gundar finally excused himself and returned to the fortress. Of course, he was a little worried, but he steeled himself to leave.
From there, he would observe everything. No matter the outcome of this negotiation, he would just watch and not interfere.
The departure of the great shaman was the cue. Cue for the upcoming confrontation. Leone finally glanced at Cain, who also looked back at him.
"I believe you have come to pay the ransom for your brother and your warriors," Leone said. "Have you prepared the iron ores?"
"Of course," Cain replied. "Men, bring the ransom."
Some of the warriors stood up from their tables to help push the wagon filled with ores to where Leone could see.
