In his eyes, this man spoke like a dog, but dressed like a rich man. He figured that if the man was willing to give him money, he would spare his life.
"My lord, I am Rain's confidant. If you spare my life, I can take this position within five years. By then, I will definitely treat you as Rain's most honored guest."
"Is that so?" Mirai looked at Kawasaki in surprise. He had not expected this guy to offer to make him a guest. Besides, claiming he could rise to such a prominent position within five years sounded like nonsense to a thief.
"Uh... sir... you... name your conditions. Anything you say, as long as I can do it, I'll do my best to satisfy you!" Kawahashi Yume sensed that something was off and hurriedly added.
Mirai stroked his chin, thought for a while, and finally said, "Then how about one hundred million ryo for your life?"
"O-One hundred and twenty million?" Kawahashi Yume was at a loss for words. Although he had made quite a bit of money over the past few years, he was still far from having one hundred and twenty million. Hearing Mirai say that left him somewhat overwhelmed. Still, for the sake of his life, he gritted his teeth and said, "Could you... could you lower it?"
"Oh, let's say fifty million. Otherwise, you die." Mirai casually played with his magic sword.
Mirai's movement immediately frightened Kawahashi Yume, who had been fiddling with the Divine Wind Sword. He hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I... don't... don't kill me."
"Fine, then it's settled. Clean this place up, and I'll leave. That's fifty-two thousand. When I want it, you'd better have it ready." Mirai said as he grabbed the dazed Rock Lee and prepared to leave.
"Yes..."