"No. You will all remain our prisoners until the negotiations are completed." Turning, Harman motioned for his two guards to take Lucas and the others back to the basement.
"If you act any further, we will unleash our magic techniques on you. Man, you're just ordinary people who don't have any magical powers. If I release even a little magic power, you will die in my hands."
Lucas no longer needed to hide his cruel side. A crooked smile and intimidating eyes could make the atmosphere in the room very tense. The threat was enough to make Harman's face crinkle, unable to lie that the man was hiding fear. The hatred for wizards is indeed great, but the helplessness, because Harman is only a wizard, turns out he just needs to be intimidated.
He turned to his daughter with an angry look, using Hilda as an outlet for his anger. "Hilda, you brought this stranger into our village, even into this house. What are you thinking? Asking him for help?"