"Ah, Breson, this is the final chance for my trust." Fitzdurk added with a nod, "I hope you won't disappoint me."
"Haha, don't you worry. I won't let you down." Breson laughed. "As long as you escort me there, the contract between us will be nullified. At that time, you can choose to leave with your people. Or, you can stay and continue to help me with my work."
"Let's talk about it after I get the medicine. Before that, I won't promise you anything." After taking a look at him, Fitzdurk turned around and continued to march forward.
Breson fell heavily to the ground. He felt like he was about to collapse. He could tell it was more than just a casual joke.
These guys were no longer obedient to him. In the face of death, they chose to live without hesitation. Yes, there's only once chance of living. Regardless of his ability to coax, his subordinates' desire to leave was beyond salvageable.