In this world, what truly mattered was strength, not a glib tongue.
Because Wizard Civilization was stronger, because Wizard Civilization had seized the initiative on the battlefield, magicians of Wizard Civilization such as Botsdam and Saine could display such an aggressive stance at the negotiating table.
The Galente Federation could only argue their case with reason.
Could they really flip the table and leave?
It was the Galente Federation that had requested an exchange of information.
Thus, only Wizard Civilization had the ability to flip the table.
Talk if you wanted to talk. If not, get lost.
Magician Botsdam was clearly a learned Level-5 Magician, yet during the negotiations, he behaved like an overbearing and crude knight.
But it had to be said, this feeling was quite refreshing.
Glancing at Magician Botsdam, who was still eloquently describing just how outrageously powerful the Ai Youlan Butterfly Civilization's "Infinite Energy Device" was and how much Wizard Civilization was supposedly losing in this trade, Saine then turned and looked directly at Bond at the other end of the long table. Smiling, he asked, "Marshal Rommel of your Galente Federation strongly advocated this information exchange with our Wizard Civilization. Isn't he afraid that he'll face impeachment after returning?"
"Especially with these information technologies. If you fail to put them to good use in the end, I'm afraid you'll have to be held accountable as well," Saine said with a smile.
Saine's question made Bond snort coldly. "That isn't something your Wizard Civilization needs to worry about."
"Master Saine, it seems that while you were lurking in our Federation starfields, you learned quite a bit about our Galente Federation," Bond retorted sharply.
"Not bad. I only learned a little about the Federation, merely scratching the surface. In truth, I don't harbor any particularly deep hatred