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Obviously, that wasn't what Larefin wanted to hear. However, he didn't lose his cool, using other methods to get what he wanted as he asked, "What? Do you want payment? We don't mind it. Just say your price, and we can provide it. As long as it isn't unreasonable, we can definitely work it out. Don't underestimate the funds of the Formation Master Guild."

Rean narrowed his eyes in response, telling him, "It seems like you didn't understand what I said. I have no reason to give it to your Zasfin race. After all, wouldn't it be used against my human race once the thousand-year non-aggression agreement is over? No price can pay for that."

Larefin couldn't help but rebuke, "What kind of shitty reason is that? You are talking about something that will only happen a thousand years in the future. Do you really think we can't figure out how this communication system works until then? You should take what you can while we're still willing to pay."