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    ---- Chapter 3011 In Abyss City''s city hall, Andrew sat in the seat of honor, slowly polishing Godyer. On either side, the members of Dragonfang remained silent, each tending to their own weapons. Below Andrew stood Cyril, his face dark with anger. His entourage stood behind him, fear evident on their faces, shifting ufortably where they stood The Ludendorff family delegation had been waiting for half a day now. Yet, Abyss City''s people had ignored them the entire time. Cyril was no ordinary man. He was a martial god, not some small fry.


    However, this bastard was deliberately ignoring him, which only made Cyril''s fury burn hotter. "Andrew, what the hell is the meaning of this?" he finally snapped, unable to contain himself any longer as he stepped forward, his face livid. Andrew raised Godyer and pointed it at Cyril, examining the spotless gleam along its de before smiling faintly. "The Ludendorff family doesn''t exactly seem like they''re asking for favors here. Instead, you''reing at me with this aggressive attitude. Do you think I''m obligated to follow the ---- Ludendorff family''s orders?


    Or that I have to read your mood and act ordingly?" Cyril froze, swallowing his anger since he did not dare voice it. He could only say, "I didn''te here to give orders or anything like that. I came to forge an alliance with you, to stand together against the Cathedral''s army." Andrew let out an amused sound and set down Godyer. "So you''re saying you came here to ask me for help. You should''ve said that from the start.


    Otherwise, I might''ve thought you brought these few people to try and seize my Abyss City." Cyril screamed internally, ''Abyss City belonged to the Ludendorff family, you arrogant bastard!" But outwardly, his face merely twitched as he replied, "Sir, I''ve brought valuable gifts to demonstrate the Ludendorff family''s sincerity. We discussed this beforehand, didn''t we? Abyss City and Throne City would support each other as strategic strongholds, standing together against the Cathedral''s forces. "But now you''ve allowed the Cathedral''s army to bypass Abyss City and attack Throne City directly.


    The Ludendorff family finds this very... puzzling!" Andrew answered tly, "Now you''re just twisting things around. What do you mean I ''allowed'' the Cathedral''s army to attack Throne City? The Lomuia Grand Cathedral''s forces came with ---- overwhelming momentum. Is that something I can control? If they want to attack Throne City and wipe out your family, that''s their business, not something I can interfere with, right?" Cyril was left speechless, though the fury in his heart only grew stronger. He knew Andrew was clearly ying dumb. "Fine then.


    The Ludendorff family is now formally requesting that you help contain the Cathedral''s army," Cyril said through gritted teeth, following Alonzo''s instructions and swallowing his pride. He continued, "Throne City and Abyss City should assist each other and coordinate strategically. That way, neither of us will let the Cathedral''s forces gain the upper hand!" Andrew nodded. "Good idea. I was thinking the same thing myself. But..." Cyril''s eyes widened in surprise. "But what?" Andrew smirked. "But what''s in it for me?


    The Cathedral''s target is the Ludendorff family''s headquarters, not this small city. You''re asking me to help defend against the Cathedral''s army alongside you. You sure have gotten everything nned out nicely... The Ludendorff family gets all the benefits. But what about me? I get nothing!" Cyril quickly responded, "I''ve already brought valuable gifts..." ---- Andrew cut him off directly. "Cut that nonsense! I already know what your so-called ''valuable gifts'' are. It''s just gold, silver, and treasure; all useless stuff! Listen up, buddy. We''re in wartime right now.


    "What can gold and silver buy you? Can it buy survival or victory? No, it can''t buy a damn thing. It''s just a pile of useless scrap metal." Cyril''s face darkened. "Then what exactly do you want, Mr. Lloyd?