My Passive Skills Are Invincible
Chapter 146

Mike's words came too suddenly, and Jacob and Chris had no time to react.

After a few moments of silence in the meeting room, Chris recalled the strategy they had discussed earlier, whatever Mike said, he would immediately refute it.

That's right, this way, he can beat Mike in terms of momentum.

“I ...” Chris was about to speak, but he stopped suddenly after he uttered a note.

Because Mike looked over to see it.

There was no emotion in his cold eyes. He just looked at her indifferently.

“Hmm? What do you want to say?” Mike asked.

“I... I agree.” Kris lowered his head.

He suddenly remembered that the first step of this plan had not been completed.

It was to have a strong guard standing to the side so that he could put pressure on the other party.

He looked at Jacob carefully.

Now, he must let Jacob turn things around. If Jacob agreed, then it would truly be the end.

Jacob hated Chris.

‘If you can't open your mouth to argue, at least you should be quiet.

‘If you agree so easy, what should I say?’

However, even though he was filled with hatred, this matter was also related to Jacob himself.

He could only bite the bullet and say,

“Let's discuss this issue.

“Someone, ask Cicero and Alves to discuss this issue together.”

Hearing his words, the officer outside the door immediately left. He really hates living here any longer.

The atmosphere is too sad…

Mike is very clear about the king of the Trolls, but he doesn't stop him.

Because he felt it was beneficial to him.

Mike sneered and said,

“I didn't expect the king of Trolls and Dwarves to not be able to make a decision alone. You still need to discuss this matter with others. How silly.”

This sarcasm is very direct, without euphemisms.

However, the two kings did not even argue.

Or rather, they did not dare.

The envoy in front of them was clearly an adventurer, not a native.

One had to know that if he was a native, he might not be able to fight because not all of the natives would train their strength.

However, adventurers are different.

Adventurers must have the ability to fight. This was something that the entire continent knew.

Under such circumstances, the two kings did not want to make Mike angry.

After all, the behavior of an adventurer was unpredictable.

They cannot be judged using common sense.

If they really directly attack without deliberating…

These two kings might actually die here.

They could only sit in their seats and nervously wait for the guards to come.

Immediately, two voices sounded from outside the door.

“King, I'm here.”

Cicero and Alves appeared at the door at the same time and shouted in unison.

The sound of their arrival is like the most beautiful song in the world — at least for Jacob and Chris.

That's only three minutes.

However, these three minutes felt like three long hours to them.

“Alright, come and discuss with us.”

Out of nowhere, Jacob takes out a handkerchief and starts wiping his sweat.

Cicero and Alves looked at each other immediately upon hearing this.

Will they be consulted about negotiations?

Obviously, that's impossible. They're just guards.

So it was clear that the king wanted them to suppress the other party, and they immediately understood that.

So Cicero and Alves stood right behind Jacob and Chris.

They looked at Mike, with a hint of hostility and killing intent in their eyes.

They want to make Mike nervous.

Mike remained calm.

He simply put his right foot on his left foot that was on the table, which made him feel more comfortable.

“So, since everyone is here, I will repeat it again.

“The Dwarves and Trolls must hand over a city as compensation to humans. At the same time, the territory within these two cities would belong to humans.

“In addition, you must also hand over four million gold coins as compensation.

“I'm done. Who agrees and who disagrees?”

Mike calmly glanced back and forth between the faces of Cicero and Alves.

At this moment, Jacob stood up and said loudly, Jacob,

“Wait, what are you saying?

“Four million gold coins?! This is different from what you just said!”

He widened his eyes, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Two million gold coins was already a lot, but now he had actually increased it to four million gold coins?

How is this possible?!

Moreover, he had to give up two cities.

No way, absolutely impossible!

Hearing Jacob's words, Cicero took a step forward at the right time, naturally placed his hand on the sword hilt at his waist, and said coldly, coldly,

“Are you here to negotiate or are you kidding?”

His attitude gave people the feeling that he would draw his sword and attack at any moment.

Mike smiled slightly and spread his hands.

“Sorry, I never joke.

“The reason being four million gold coins is because you made me wait too long.

“You should know that one's time is precious.”

His gaze turned back to Jacob's face. He looked at her and added,

“If you don't make a decision soon, I'll keep raising the price.

“Remember your position. This is not a discussion with you, but a notice.

“You have no right to refuse.”

Jacob and Chris' expressions became very ugly.

The two guards stood there, intending to suppress the human messenger.

Unexpectedly, not only was the human envoy not succumbing due to the pressure, he was instead demanding more!

Chris, who was sitting at the table, gently touched Alves behind him.

With a table as a cover, this little action is almost invisible.

Alves sensed the king's touch and immediately understood what he meant.

He took a step forward, took out a flintlock on his waist, and pointed it at Mike.

“Adventurer, do you really think I wouldn't dare kill you?”

Shhh!

The blood flow spilled without warning, instantly spurting into the round table.

Alves looked at his chest that was dyed red with blood in disbelief.

A painful feeling suddenly emerged from his throat. He stretched out his hand and held his throat tightly, hoping he could slow the bleeding.

Even if it's useless.

As his blood drained, his face gradually turned pale, and he finally fell to the ground weakly.

The entire conference room suddenly became quiet.

Mike reached out his hand and gently wiped away the drop of blood splashing onto his face. He asked calmly, though,

“Two cities and five million gold coins.

“Who agrees and who disagrees?”