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"they are asking for WHAT?!" Robin stood up when he heard the patriarch's words and shouted, "Do you really give them that percentage?"

The patriarch shook his head, "Of course not.. who do you think me?! This demand has reached us about a month and a half ago, and since then the movements of all the wagons stopped.. at that time you were in isolation, so I did not tell you, and when you went out and said that you would host a meeting after your children came, I thought it would be better to wait until the day of the meeting to tell you.."

Robin returned to his seat, his eyebrows furrowed, "putting aside the issue of ten golds per individual would stop any large battalions from being moved to and from our new lands... they want to buy 10% of all the weapons that cross their lands? That's simply 10% of all our weapons production..." 

"What purchase are you talking about, they want to *take* the 10%." The patriarch corrected him