However, Ivald, the chief, was not so pleased.
Although the weapon had been retrieved, those thirty carts of Gold were swallowed for real and would mostly be charged to his account.
It was uncertain when this massive debt could be cleared.
Moreover, extracting money from a Dwarf was more painful than killing them.
Looking at his daughter still munching on melons in the corner, Ivald's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and then, with resolution, he pulled Luo En to the corner:
"I won't redeem it, will it work if I give you my daughter instead?"
Luo En was stunned upon hearing this, and then his face darkened as well:
"Which is more important, your daughter or Gold?"
"Both are important!"
"Then swapping one for the other, you're not at a loss, are you?"
"The money's not enough. Nine carts are mine; the rest is all borrowed."
In order not to bleed further, Ivald simply laid bare his shortfall.
