253 The Law Of Equivalent Exchange

"Is there something that you need, Lord William?" an old man with a crooked nose asked with a big smile on his face. "Our tribe is willing to accommodate your every command. You already have two beautiful wives by your side, but we could add more if you want to! Such a handsome and chivalrous young man like you will have no problem having a dozen wives!"

"Don't listen to him, Sir Wiliam," another old man, who had the same sturdy build as William's grandfather, James, said as he patted the boy's shoulder. "Our tribe produces the most beautiful and excellent fighters in the Northern Regions. If Lord William makes any number of them his wife then they would definitely give birth to handsome, and strong, warriors just like your grace."

"Nonsense! Our tribe has the most beautiful ladies!"

"Hah? You old crook, why don't you just kick the bucket already?  You're already this old and you're still playing matchmaker! Go home and just lay quietly to the side! Shoo!"