Claire slowly landed and stopped five meters away from Count Grein. The pistol in his hand was still pointing at the opponent's head and he walked forward step by step.
Count Grein's body shook uncontrollably, and he wanted to step back, but he remembered what Claire had just said, and stopped with a click, which looked particularly funny.
In addition, when High Mage in the air saw Claire and Isaac descending, he drove Flying Spell and ran away in a flash. Count Grein gritted his teeth angrily. All the money he had invested in these people had been fed to the dogs. At the critical moment, he abandoned himself and ran away.
Isaac looked at the mage who was escaping and asked, "Do you want me to go and capture him?"
Claire shook his head and said, "Just run away. It won't be a problem. All the big fish have been caught." As he spoke, he pouted at Count Grein. It was obvious that the big fish was talking about him.
Count Grein laughed a few times when he heard Claire's unabashed words, completely losing the arrogance of wanting to kill Claire just now.
"Do you know me?" Claire raised his eyebrows at Count Grein.
"I know you are the lord of Griffin Barony." Green apologized politely and said with a smile, "Listen to me, this is all a misunderstanding. It is my butler's fault that led to the war between our two such friendly neighbors. I will send his head to your house when I get back."
Claire said something cheerful, turned back and glanced in the direction of Isaac, and shared this interesting scene with him.
Isaac also laughed. Sure enough, no matter what time, strength comes first. Otherwise, how could he see such a funny scene from a count.
Claire shook the pistol in his hand, which made Count Grein's little heart skip a few times. Then he continued, "Stop talking so much nonsense. The war has started and we won. Now it's time to talk about other things."
As he spoke, Claire waved his hand, and a map was thrown out of Spatial Ring and spread out in front of Count Grein.
Count Grein's face turned ugly. He understood that he wanted to cede territory and seek peace...
"What? Not willing?" Claire asked.
"How about I put you back, you organize the knights, and we continue to fight until you surrender? Or should I kill you now and talk to the next heir of Count Grein's Barony?" Claire thought for a moment and then said, "Which option do you prefer? Anyway, I personally prefer the latter. Your heirs should not be as tough as you, right?"
Count Grein's strong body trembled. He couldn't afford to choose either of these two options. As long as Claire still had the Magic Weapon in his hand, he had no chance of winning. Moreover, the knights of Count Grein were frightened by the beating. If the fight continues, all the knights of Count Grein's Barony will really be dead. By then, not to mention Claire, the other lords who have been taken advantage of by him will come to recover the situation.
As for the latter one, Count Grein is even more unwilling to choose it. His own life is the most important thing!
Gritting his teeth and stamping his feet, Count Grein made a wise choice, "Okay! I am willing to sue for peace!"
"Smart man!" Claire praised, and then used a Hand of the Mage holding a quill to draw a line diagonally on Count Grein's territory. The area was not large, only one-fifteenth of the area of the earldom, but Count Grein's face turned obviously dark, and his eyelids were shaking.
On the area that is bordered by Griffin Barony, there are two Iron Ore, one Copper Mine and one coking coal. These four are rich mines, accounting for more than half of Count Grein's Barony's mineral income.
Claire looked at Count Grein's darkened face and didn't say anything. He just tapped the handle of the gun with his index finger, making a "click-click" sound.
With each blow, Count Grein's heart was like a giant hammer hitting his heart, biting his lips so hard that they turned white. For the earldom, this was no longer a matter of survival with a broken arm, it was almost equivalent to cutting off both legs.
Count Grein gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, "No! I am the count of Count Grein's Barony! I am a noble. According to Article 36 of Noble Law, the war between lords cannot escalate to the lord himself. Even if I am at fault, I can only be judged and punished by the noble assembly! You can't kill me!"
"Now I think of Noble Law. Why didn't I think of it when I was about to kill me?" Claire chuckled and said, "Then let me add some knowledge to you. Noble Law Article 127 stipulates that if a lord goes to the battlefield, then all casualties in the war are determined by fate. If you are still in your own Earl's Mansion, I really can't do anything to you, but who asked you to come out."
As he spoke, Claire showed a fierce expression and suddenly took a step forward, pressing the muzzle of the gun to the opponent's forehead.
Count Grein immediately shouted, "Then I admit defeat! The war is over!"
The corners of Claire's mouth turned up slightly and he looked at Isaac behind him.
"Did you hear what he said?"
"No, I just got distracted."
Claire then turned around and continued, "It seems that the earl has made his own choice."
"You... you! You don't respect martial ethics! I have already given up, and you still want to kill me!"
"Sorry, I didn't hear it." Claire's right hand poked forward hard again, pressing a muzzle mark on the opponent's forehead, and said with a smile, "Come on, tell me your last words, I will convey them to the next lord of Count Grein's Barony."
"I..." Count Grein opened his mouth, a trace of despair flashed through his eyes, and his legs went limp and he sat on the ground.
"I agree to cede that land to you."
As soon as the other party finished speaking, Claire put away the pistol and helped the other party up with a kind face, "The Earl is a smart man and made the best choice. I hope that the friendship between our two places will last forever and we will have a happy cooperation!"
Count Grein looked as ugly as if he had eaten a fly, and said with great reluctance, "Happy cooperation..."
"Come!" Claire took out another copy of Contract Scroll from his arms, "Sign this contract. After all, there is no basis for what you say."
Count Grein took it over with an ugly expression. Only then did he realize that the ceded area had been written in detail on the Contract Scroll. He looked up at Claire and was extremely shocked.
Did this kid plan to swallow his own minerals from the beginning? Otherwise, how could he have planned out Contract Scroll in advance?
Claire diligently put the quill in his hand into the opponent's hand, pointed to the lower right corner of the scroll and said, "Your Majesty, just sign here."
Count Grein's stretched out hand was trembling, but in Claire's smiling eyes, he still slowly wrote his life on it.
Contract Scroll A flash of light flashed, and the contract officially came into effect.
Claire put Contract Scroll away with a happy expression and patted Count Grein on the shoulder, "In this way, we have reached peace. As for the specific handover matters, I will send someone to discuss with you tomorrow."
Count Grein had a sad face. Originally, he wanted to make a profit by starting a war with Griffin Barony, but he didn't expect that he would lose all his four rich mines.
"Let's go slowly without seeing you off!" Claire stood on tiptoes and waved at the back of Count Grein, who was walking away alone.
After hearing Claire's words, Count Grein paused for a moment, then ran with his head down and quickly left this sad place.
Isaac came closer, his eyes glowing with golden light, "Show me, show me!"
Claire handed over the signed contract. Isaac looked it up and down excitedly and said, "How can you say that there is an income of more than one million yuan a year? And it is money that can be earned while lying down."
Claire reached out and took the scroll back and put it into Spatial Ring. "In Count Grein's hand, it's more than one million. In my hand, it's more than one million."
While talking, Claire put a Flying Spell on himself, and slowly flew up, flying towards the direction where Xiushi Archmage fell.
Isaac also flew up quickly, followed behind and rubbed his hands together and said excitedly, "You are going to touch the corpse, right? There should be a lot of good things in a Archmage."