"My lord..." The mercenary leader looked on as Leech ignored him, speaking only with Old Toe. Though he was annoyed, he didn't dare make a scene.
They were, after all, still inside Iron Stone City.
If they were outside the city, perhaps their mercenary corps would have played the part of bandits today and taught this young noble a harsh lesson about life.
Unfortunately, the circumstances weren't right. Attack a noble inside Iron Stone City? They didn't have a death wish.
"Red Stone Mercenary Corps?" Leech looked at the mercenary leader.
"Yes, my lord."
"I can't give this sword to you," Leech said. "I'm buying it."
It was clear Leech had no intention of spending a single coin; he was here to use his name.
"My lord, may I ask your name?"
His squire, Robo, standing to the side, announced, "Before you stands the Baron of Porcupine Territory, the Divine Favored, Lord Leech Clarence!"
