Charlotte said coolly, "You attacked my territory and tried to take my lover from me. What do you think we still have left to discuss?"
Merchel said, "Only Avish and Montblanc wanted to divide up your women. Those who had such thoughts have already fled. The rest of us only want to return to the Old Continent and settle down!"
Charlotte smiled faintly. "By settling down, do you mean attacking my territory?"
Merchel said, "We can serve you for five years."
Charlotte shrugged. "Sorry! I can't possibly trust you."
"If the people who just ran away came back and asked you to work with them from within, tell me—what would you and the people behind you do? And would I believe in your loyalty?"
Charlotte was waiting for the Holy Light Divine Kingdom to arrive. Without this Legendary Warship holding the line, he was still confident he could take down these Saint Ranks from the New Continent and their dozen-odd ships, but there would inevitably be casualties. He had no desire to lose several Saint Ranks under his command.
Merchel asked, "What would it take for you to trust us?"
Without hesitation, Charlotte said, "I don't care about the others. You only need to make a small sacrifice."
The group of Saint Ranks behind Merchel stirred faintly. Naturally, they all hoped Merchel would agree. Merchel fell into thought. He could feel the emotions of his companions behind him—they all wanted him to make the sacrifice. That was human nature. Merchel asked, "What sacrifice do I need to make?"
Charlotte smiled and took out a Magic Contract Document. "Sign this with me! But not for five years. For life."
He had obtained this Magic Contract Document as spoils of war when he fought "Zimmerman" in the labyrinth. It was perfectly suited