There was no need to drag out the conversation.
Count Fabius got straight to the point.
"I want to recruit you, Chris. Let me start by laying out the conditions. We are prepared to offer you..."
"No need," Chris interrupted bluntly.
Chris turned his gaze away and immediately returned to his training.
Seeing this, Fabius's expression twisted slightly.
"Wait, you haven't even heard the conditions yet. How can you say no? I am here on behalf of Marquis Benedict.
He is the leader of the noble faction and a powerful figure in the central government. You must know how significant this opportunity is if you plan to live in Cairo Kingdom. This is a chance to change your life.
What do you want?
Money?
We can provide you with enough wealth to last a lifetime.
Honor?
There is no greater honor in Cairo than serving Marquis Benedict. If you wish to become a noble in the future, the Marquis himself will grant you a title. Just name it.
There is nothing in Cairo Kingdom that we cannot provide for you."
His voice was filled with pride.
There was not a hint of falsehood in his words.
People often said that power in Cairo Kingdom was divided among three factions, excluding the puppet king.
But in reality, Marquis Benedict's influence was the most dominant.