Chapter Eleven: The Big Trade (2)

The middle-aged gentleman with elegant manners was Viscount Kleyan from the City-state of Naples, a gentleman with the demeanor of a scholar. Setting down the jade-embellished snuffbox in his hand, he spoke in a calm but firm manner, "Duke Tez, please forgive my candor. I believe that our Three Kingdoms and your country have reached a consensus on the number of refugees to be accepted, and 100,000 is already the limit we can accommodate. I think there is no need for further discussion on this matter. This is the shared opinion of Baron Buhaz, Viscount Selibas, and myself."