"I am," a harsh voice replied.
The crowd dispersed to the side and a tall man with tan skin appeared walking towards them.
"What are the great warriors doing in my place?" He asked.
"So you are the mastermind of the capturing of the people from the nearby village?" Connor smirked.
"Mastermind?" he reiterated. "Oh, yes. I am," he chuckled. He continued playing dumb. "I don't know that you are also interested in this kind of activity. You should have informed me that you will come. I would have reserved the best slaves for you. Or maybe, the best women," he said.
Connor's eyes narrowed. "I am sorry to disappoint you, but we're not here to join in the bidding," he told the man.
"Then what are you here for?" His left brow raised.
"We are here for diplomacy," Prince Marcus said cautiously.
The man laughed. "Prince, I can't believe that King Hydrae's son knows that term."
"Then, you sh
