Inducement...Ashu Rufat pondered Carrie's opinion.

"Yes, temptation." Carrie's voice whispered in his mind. "And don't we have such a suitable tool?"

“The right tool?”

"Of course it's the Baku people." Carrie explained. "Aren't they the tools that the Rat God specifically left you?"

"Tool..." Ashu Rufate repeated Carrie's words in a low voice.

Time flies quickly, and the two subordinates quickly brought relevant news to Ashrufate. The news is good and bad. The bad news is that the original residence of the Baku people has been occupied by another clan, and this clan just blocked the way for Ashrufate to relocate to the destination. If you pass by, a battle that is difficult to win will break out due to hostility and suspicion. The good news is that after knowing that the Baku people intend to buy the war beast, the Mode clan is willing to pay a larger discount.

"Lord...Master..." Captain Black Skin reported to Ashu Rufat. "They said... they were coming to see you, and the messenger has come with me."

"See me?" Ashu Rufate was curious. At this moment, he could be completely an outsider in the Rat Man society. No one knew him, nor did he know anyone. Except for the group of gray prophets who constantly showed goodwill to him because they confirmed that he was the messenger of the Rat God, almost no one knew his identity. Of course, other Abyss Lords were exceptional, but they did not care about Ashu Rufate's identity as "the chosen one" as the gray prophets.

In short, Ashu Rufate did not think he would attract guests. But since he was here, he felt that there was no need to refuse.

"Okay, let him in." He ordered. A little later, he saw a messenger wearing a black cloak.

Ashu Rufate is now accustomed to the hygiene of rats - even the most prestigious rat leaders, they do not have the habit of cleaning up their bodies. According to the standards of surface organisms, all rats are dirty and dirty, and their bodies emit a rotten odor. At first, Ashu Rufate was very uncomfortable with this odor, but after staying in this underground world for a few days, he found that he was completely numb to the odor. From this point of view, the most common clothes of rats - gray or black clothes, appear very valuable. Because no matter how dirty their bodies are, at least these clothes will not look disgusting.

"Master Ash Rufate." The messenger lifted his cloak and showed his face. He bowed politely to Ash Rufate, and then asked him to drive away the idle people.

Ashurufate did not refuse this request. Soon, only him and the messenger of the Mod clan were left in the rock cave.

The messenger began to chatter and use words to express the goodwill of the Mode clan to Ashu Rufate. He spoke for ten minutes, but there was no repetition during this period. Ashu Rufate was 100% sure that the messenger was a professional diplomat, but he didn't know why the Mode clan sent a diplomat to find him.

"I already know the goodwill of the Mod clan." Ashurufate remembered that there was also a big boss of the Mod clan in the Abyss Council, whose name seemed to be Furkin. Of course, Ashurufate had no goodwill towards him - in fact, all the abyss lords except the Prophet of the Gray -. It was these selfish rats who like to shirk their quest that complicated his mission. "However, I believe you came to me not to express your kindness specifically."

The diplomat immediately changed his tone and humbly proposed that the Mod clan hoped to form an alliance with Ashu Rufate in parliament.

"Good way." Carrie said directly in a sarcastic voice in his mind. "Master, these rat people are really masters of power."

"What does it mean?" Asu Ruffat was a little puzzled. He was not unfamiliar with this parliamentary system. Many autonomous cities of mankind adopt this parliamentary system. It is easy to understand that if a parliamentarian wants to increase his influence in the parliament, a very important means is to form an alliance. There is nothing to be surprised about. You should know that if a parliamentarian reaches a political alliance with half of the parliamentary members, it means that he controls the entire parliament.

"Master, you have to understand that you are a newcomer. This is equivalent to spending a while to familiarize yourself with the situation and not making any proposals in a short period of time. And in the first few things, you will stand a neutral position. At this time, reaching an alliance with you is a sure profit and profit. Because you must support them at the meeting."

"But over time, I will know more and more, and at this time I may propose a proposal, and according to the obligations of the alliance, the Maud clan must also support me."

"Yes, but that's the future. Even if your proposal will have an adverse impact on the Mods, they can terminate the alliance at any time! Otherwise, why did they send such a diplomat to see you secretly? In short, forming an alliance with you is equivalent to that for a period of time, they will not need to pay any price to get your votes for support, and they will make sure to make a profit."

"So that's it, then I'll refuse to drop it."

"That's not possible. Master, the principle of power is to use the strength to fight, find advantages from disadvantages, and find opportunities from crisis. The Mod tribe wants to allied with you at the conference table. It's simple, just let them pay a real price. Master, aren't you planning to move with the Baku people? And there is a clan called the Sakaraha who is blocking your way without any mercy? The Mod tribe produces war beasts, which is just right. You can ask Mod to rent their war beasts to you for free!"

"you mean……"

"People who want to get benefits from others are always more likely to be exploited." Carrie replied.

The Mod diplomat looked at Ash Rufat for a long time and thought he had said something wrong just now.

"Lord Ashurufate, as a proof of goodwill, the Mod clan is willing to give you a 30% discount on your purchase of war beasts..." Next he began to introduce how rare, well-trained, and effective these war beasts were.

"In addition to this deal, I want to rent a batch." Ashu Rufat interrupted his chatter. "I remember the rental price was only one-third of the purchase price?"

"If the loss in the battle is considered to be a normal price." The diplomat answered without thinking. The next moment, he realized that he had said the wrong thing. "Of course, for you, the Maud clan will use the same discount, and the purchase and rental are the same."

"I want to delay payment of the rental fee." Ashu Rufate replied. He walked to the door and called out. The next moment, several followers rushed over and sent Ehu Rufate a piece of leather paper and pen. Ashu Rufate wrote on the velvet for a long time in the diplomat's puzzled gaze.

"A contract for delayed payment." Ashu Rufate delivered the paper to the diplomat. The mouse widened his eyes. It was obvious that he had never expected Ashu Rufate to be so honest and unceremonious. This contract was an agreement on the purchase and lease of war beasts, but the number of war beasts rented was vacant. Ashu Rufate did not fill in the specific numbers here. Moreover, in terms of text expression, the so-called "delayed payment" completely refers to the purchase of war beasts, and the commission for renting war beasts was not mentioned.

"I believe in the goodwill of the Maud clan." Ashu Rufate toughly put the contract in his hand in the hands of the diplomat, "But I think goodwill should be proved through actions. I believe you should be given full authority in this regard."

"May I ask, you buy and rent the war beast..." The diplomat's expression was very complicated. For a moment, he seemed to want to tear the unfair contract into pieces, but he still didn't do it in the end. "What are you planning to do?"

"War." Ashu Rufate smiled. His red-blooded armor perfectly disguised him as a rat man. In the eyes of the Mod diplomat, the abyss lord in front of him was showing his sharp teeth as razor-like.

"War?" The diplomat looked at Ashu Rufate and hesitated. "Then, the specific number..."

"I don't know yet, but I'll know it soon. But this is not a problem, because I hope the war beasts I buy can be delivered first." Ashurufat already knew that the Sakaraha clan is a very powerful rat-man clan, and its force is greater than that of ordinary clans. He now needs to meet these war beasts, then understand how much strength they have, and then estimate how many war beasts they need to win this battle with greater confidence.

The diplomat seemed to struggle fiercely inside, but finally compromised. He signed the contract. The next one was a boring routine scene - in fact, there was no essential difference from humans. After some politeness, compliment and boring chat, the transaction ended successfully.

The diplomat of the Mode clan left. The cunning guy was still full of sweet words before leaving.

"Master, do you see his skills?" Carrie asked in her mind after the diplomat left.

"Well, I understand." Ashu Rufate replied in his mind. "They have set a backup plan for themselves. If the demands I made were too high, the Mod clan would refuse to execute the contract on the grounds that the diplomat had no authority. On the contrary, if the number of war beasts I wanted to rent was more reasonable, they would implement the resolution."

"It's right, master." Carrie seemed to be laughing. "Your mind is open-minded. I must say that although these rats seem to be behind, their skills in political games seem very unique. But master, let's play with them."

“If they agree to our rental requirements, what is that?”

"Of course it's a bribe." Carrie replied. "You must admit that the Rat God has arranged the most suitable position for you, prepared appropriate tools and reliable allies for you. It seems that he has really spent some time. By the way, Master, you should also pay attention to your subordinates."

"What's wrong with my subordinate?" Ashu Rufat asked.

"Although they are low-level, they are also natural political game players. You may not have noticed it just now, but I heard a conversation with your subordinates outside. They are discussing which clan warlord or captain is becoming vulnerable due to the downhill. It seems that they have spent a lot of time to understand this, and your subordinates know more than you think."

"How did you hear it?" Ashu Rufate looked at the surrounding rock walls in confusion.
Chapter completed!