Chapter 542

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Dicky’s brow furrowed, and Emmanuel offered a silent nod of approval for Sarah’s performance. She possesses the same tactical brilliance as her sister, he thought, she simply chooses to keep it under wraps until the situation demands it.

“Very well. State your terms,” Dicky conceded, his previous arrogance noticeably dampened. Emmanuel observed the shift; while Dicky clearly held significant local influence, he wasn't the ultimate authority in the region. If a conflict erupted as Sarah had strategically hinted, Dicky would be the one forced to answer for the disruption to his superiors.

Sarah stood her ground, her voice clear and authoritative. “First, let’s be clear: this is a partnership of equals. I am not a subordinate. Second, while we will assist in maintaining the security of the village settlement, we operate under our own code of ethics—we do not participate in activities outside the law. Third, a designated allotment of medicinal herbs must be provided annually as part of our resource-sharing agreement.”

Emmanuel was increasingly impressed by Sarah’s foresight. Her ability to secure a strategic advantage under pressure was a hallmark of the Quillen family’s leadership style.

A flicker of irritation passed through Dicky’s eyes. He wasn't used to being challenged so directly by outsiders, but he was pragmatic enough to realize that Emmanuel and Sarah weren't ordinary travelers. They held significant leverage, and their connections made them valuable allies—or dangerous enemies.

“Who is Claude to you?” Dicky asked, his tone shifting toward a cautious inquiry.

“He is my mentor. I represent the Divine Valley,” Emmanuel answered, utilizing the name of his faction as a diplomatic shield, just as Claude had advised for such encounters.

Dicky paused, a look of calculation and newfound respect crossing his face. Emmanuel noted that the last vestiges of hostility had vanished. It was clear that the reputation of the Divine Valley held immense weight in these remote regions.

“I accept your terms, with a few stipulations,” Dicky replied, his voice stern but professional. “Security is paramount. If the village’s integrity is compromised by outsiders on your watch, the partnership is void. I can agree to provide the herbs, but the quota is capped at thirty units annually. That is my final offer.”

Sarah nodded decisively. “Deal.”

As Sarah and Dicky finalized the administrative details of the partnership, Emmanuel watched with a revised perception of his sister-in-law. He had previously viewed her as a quiet, unassuming woman who preferred to stay in the background, but today she had displayed a level of ambition and strategic grit that commanded respect.

Once the negotiation concluded, Sarah secured the rare botanical specimen she had come for. Though they were restricted from exploring the inner sanctum of the botany center, the mission was a success. At dawn, they were escorted back down the mountain pass.

As they reached the outer perimeter, Emmanuel turned to her. “How are you feeling, Sarah? Can you manage the trek back?”

Sarah tested her footing, a brief wince of discomfort crossing her face before she offered a resilient smile. “I believe so. If you can provide a bit of steadying support, I can manage the walk.”

“Of course,” Emmanuel agreed. He offered his arm as a professional support, maintaining a respectful distance. He was glad to see her recovering her strength, and he felt a sense of relief that the mission was concluding successfully, allowing them both to return to the more predictable challenges of life in Yeringham.