Motore's eyes began to look dangerous. He had vaguely guessed what Mike wanted. When he finally said Mike's name, he said it almost word by word with gritted teeth.

"I want to be mysterious..."

"This is impossible!" Motore interrupted, "Everything else is negotiable, but this matter is not negotiable!"

"That's really a pity. Is this the only way the International Magical Federation treats heroes who have made great contributions to it? It seems that your company is just paying lip service to it. I thought... tsk tsk tsk."

Listening to Mike's deliberate tone of voice and looking at the opponent's look of wanting to be beaten, Motore clenched his fists involuntarily.

If he could, he really wanted to smash Mike's head in with one punch.

It's a pity that there is a screen between the two sides.

After silently weighing the importance between the mysterious object and the triplets, Motore finally loosened his clenched fists.

There are many mysterious objects in the International Magical Federation, but if the things hidden in the triplets are leaked, it will cause serious consequences.

"Sir Mike Townley, we can agree to your request to a certain extent, so let us have a good talk."

"Wouldn't it be better if this was the case earlier!"

Mike suddenly jumped down from the chair, with a fox-like smile on his face.

…

Half an hour later, the long bargaining finally ended, and Mike and Motore finally reached a consensus on the return of the triplets' bodies and compensation.

Although the negotiation process was not very pleasant, both parties had achieved their goals for the time being, so after it was over, both of them had a faint smile on their faces.

"Hehehe, Mr. Mike Townley, the people who compensated me are already on their way to the Ministry of Magic of China. I hope they can see the remains of the three elders by then."

"This is natural. I can tell you responsibly that the bodies of the old triplets are very well preserved and will never let you down."

Motore directly ignored Mike's somewhat rude remarks and began to lead the topic elsewhere.

Avoiding awkward conversations is a required course for a nobleman, and Motore is unwilling to abandon this virtue even when facing a reckless man like Mike.

After chatting for a while, just when Motore's smiling face almost froze, the deal between the two parties was finally completed.

"Okay, Mr. Mike Townley, we have confirmed that we have received what we want, so we will leave."

After saying this, Motore let out a long breath and couldn't wait to turn off the communication signal.
Chapter completed!