"The main forces of the Noble Lords on the Central Continent are currently tied down by us. That's how you were able to catch them off guard and conquer a few of their territories."
"If you refuse our proposal, we'll just join forces with the Noble Lords and attack you."
"At that point, you'll have to face our combined assault, and your defeat will be absolute."
Al laughed. "I think you need to get something straight. You're the one here begging us for an alliance, not the other way around."
"You'd better fix that attitude. I won't kill you, but missing an arm or a leg shouldn't stop you from delivering a message back home, right?"
"You..." Mica jumped from his seat in shock. "Didn't you say you're a noble who values his honor?"
"That's right. As a noble, how could I possibly let a commoner like you threaten me? Tearing off an arm or a leg is no big deal!"
