Before long, Kyle arrived in the courtyard with a Black Asia Orc.
Seeing the visitor, Velin rose to his feet and stepped forward to greet him.
"Greetings, sir."
Seeing the black-haired youth approach, Bamos greeted him first, without the slightest hint of arrogance.
A trace of surprise flashed across Velin's face, but he promptly returned the greeting. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Commander Bamos."
After exchanging formalities, the two took their seats beneath the pavilion.
Kyle stood behind Velin and waved for the Black Asia Orc girl to pour the tea.
The girl's ears twitched uneasily, but her hands did not dare slacken in the slightest. She lifted the teapot with both hands and carefully poured a cup for the important figure before her, then retreated to the side to make herself less noticeable.
Looking at the tea on the stone table, Bamos nodded to Velin in thanks.
Velin returned the nod, then asked, "Commander Bamos, may I ask whether your private visit today concerns official business or personal matters?"
Bamos did not hide it and answered with a smile, "Both official business and personal matters."
Velin paused at that, then lifted his teacup and took a sip. "In that case, Commander Bamos, shall we discuss official business first?"
"Certainly."
Bamos lifted his teacup and took a shallow sip, showing that he had no guard up against the other party. Then he said, "Lord Velin, I represent the Northern Army. We wish to discuss redeeming prisoners with the Ninth Legion."
The moment he heard about redeeming prisoners, Velin understood that the other party had come to offer him "compensation."
After years of war, it was impossible for the Black Asia Orc Northern Army not to hold Human Warriors captive.
Yet by using the word "redeem," the other side