Seeing A Luo's expression change drastically, Shalnark feared she had misunderstood.
He worried that if he really pushed A Luo too far and got the Boss hurt, things would turn ugly.
The sunny, green-eyed young man immediately bounded over to A Luo, took her hand, and began explaining:
"They're both fine! Machi already used Nen-Type Stitching on them. In a few more minutes at most, they'll wake up and be back on their feet."
Shalnark sounded proud.
"You know how amazing Machi's Nen-Type Stitching is. As long as they don't move around too much or fight anyone, their wounds will heal completely before long. It won't even interfere with their everyday activities in the meantime."
A Luo breathed a sigh of relief.
So that was it.
As long as her judgment hadn't been wrong, that was all that mattered. It seemed Shalnark was genuinely willing to negotiate with her.
Feeling the increasingly fierce stabbing pain in her temples, she dared not waste any more time and got straight to the point:
"My demands are simple. Release William and Dina, and promise never to bother me again. In return, I can give you back Chrollo and even all the Spiders I just captured."
Shalnark kept watching A Luo's eyes, his gaze straying several times to her sweat-beaded forehead.
Why did it feel like A Luo was enduring some enormous pain?
"A Luo, what's wrong? Were you hurt fighting them just now? Do you want Machi to stitch you up?"
He deliberately probed her with the question.
A Luo frowned.
As expected of the Spider's brains, whose intelligence was second only to Chrollo's. Shalnark really wasn't easy to deal with.
"Don't try to act friendly, and spare me the pointless talk. Shalnark, do you accept my terms or not? Get to the