"This is a deal, right?" Brett's face was a little solemn. The sudden pain in his body forced him to frown, grit his teeth, and his body trembled involuntarily.
As a low-ranking officer of the empire and the squad leader of the Sugra Committee's guard, he did not want to show his weakness and pain in front of his enemies, or traitors.
He has the pride of being a human being, the pride of being a soldier of the Empire, and the fortitude in his bones as a member of the Legion.
After thinking for about five or six minutes, Oliver chose to sit back on the worn leather chair. He bit the end of his pencil and carefully considered for another minute or two before writing on the paper in the Japanese language:
"Brett Klein, Captain of Team Z of the Sogra Guards' Operation 'Silence', Red Earth Rank 2. Human of Kusha, no magic power, suggested asking price 26,000-28,000 SGD."
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