I was Sold at the Lowest Price in My Class, However My Personal Parameter is the Most Powerful - Chapter 437:

C437: Selling

The Allied Forces seemed to have retreated from the Elysian Empire while hiding, but when we searched for them from the air, Feri quickly found them.

The Allied Forces’ magicrafts had disparate national identification markings, and there was no denying that they were a hodgepodge.

According to Farma aunt, the army started out with several thousand magicrafts, but after a quick glance, it had dwindled to a few hundred or so. If they lost nearly 90% of their entire force in one battle, it must have been a pretty one-sided defeat. That’s how fatal the betrayal of Marquis Deer Grafful was.

When the allied forces saw us, they were at first startled and went into a fighting stance, but we talked them through and managed to negotiate with their commander. The negotiations were about how much they would pay us, not about whether or not the Allied Forces would refuse our help.

“I don’t know how powerful this mercenary group is, but with only four reinforcements, this is the most we can offer.”

The amount offered was 3 million gold, which is not bad for the general market price. It was nothing compared to the conditions of the Amurian Federation or Meltaria, but for the Allied Forces, it was probably about what they could pay for a group of mercenaries that were unknown to them.

The purpose of this job was not to make money in the first place, so I was willing to accept any amount, but in order to be trusted, I responded in the manner of a mercenary,

“That’s enough money for a contract, but can you set a performance fee? We are fighting against the Elysian Empire and if the price of life is that high, my friends will not be satisfied.”

Somehow I imagined the line Jean would say and said it, and it seems I was right. After thinking about it for a bit, the allied commander nodded and promised me a reward for our performance.

Moreover, he seemed to think I was a greedy mercenary, and he seemed to have gained a little trust in me as a mercenary. He told us about his plans for the future.

“We will join up with the reinforcements and launch a counterattack. We lost our first battle due to the despicable treachery of Marquis Deer Grafful of Ludawan, but now the governments of the various countries are urgently gathering troops. We should still be able to fight.”

He said so, but would not talk about specific numbers. I felt that this commander might not even know how many forces would come as reinforcements. Maybe he is just really anxious and hoping that an unimaginable amount of reinforcements will be sent.

The rendezvous point with the reinforcements is the border between Ludawan and Mebarol, and we move slowly, wary of the Elysian Empire’s pursuit.

I observed the allied forces along the way, but they must have been beaten to a pulp, and the soldiers were all quite exhausted. At this rate, the next battle would end in a one-sided slaughter without even a fight.

“Yuta, they are all very desperate. If things continue as they are, we’re going to have to fight on our own.”

Farma also looked at the army enveloped in an aura of despair and said anxiously. It will be extremely difficult to revive the army from such a state so it is true that we will have to fight on our own.

“We need to meet up with Emina and Nanami as soon as possible.”

“Where are they now?”

“They can’t be far. We know where the reinforcements are now, so let’s call them and ask them to hurry up.”

They were already close by. I told them the rendezvous point and told them to hurry up. They complained that they were already in a hurry, but replied that they understood.