Joint Conference

Rui's eyes widened with surprise. "A joint meeting…?"

Guildmaster Bradt nodded. "I will have both of you make your offers to me in each other's presence and give each of you the opportunity to poke holes in the other's strategies."

Rui stared at him, stunned. "Our offer involves confidential intelligence."

The guildmaster shrugged. "Don't mention it."

Rui narrowed his eyes. "Then we will be at a disadvantage."

"That is not my problem." The guildmaster's tone was decisive. "I will make my decision based on this final joint meeting."

"What if we refuse to participate in it due to the disadvantage?" 

"Then you will lose, Your Highness," the guildmaster calmly replied. "I will sign the treaty with the East Panamic Treaty Alliance then and there."

Rui stared at him with a powerful gaze. 

Yet, the man was entirely unperturbed.