The two parties exchanged money for goods in a simple and smooth transaction.
"Countess Ratifa, to be honest, the nobles who made any real gains have probably already returned. If you want to continue trading for Half-Beastman heads, you can wait here in Baltahan.
Most of those who stayed with the Legion have large but low-quality private armies. They're just there to get by."
Henry didn't mean to offend anyone; he was just telling the truth. It was worth getting on the good side of a great noble from the Northern Territory, even if she was from far away.
Ratifa nodded, indicating she would consider it.
After the countess left, Henry kicked Boman and griped, "Are you incapable of moving when you see a woman? Aren't you married?"
Boman rubbed his rear and grumbled indignantly, "What? I was just looking. What's the big deal?"
'A few glances? Your eyes were about to pop out of your head and do a little dance!'
