The bishop remained silent.

All he did was look at Cale up and down repeatedly.

They could hear the auctioneer's voice from beyond the curtain.

“The first item is a fountain pen with a beautiful feather. The feather is, as expected, the remains of a beautiful Beast person.”

The voice was loud enough to break the silence in terrace 1.

“How much do you want?”

A dry voice echoed inside the terrace. The servant almost arrogantly started to discuss the deal. It basically revealed that he was actually the bishop.

He asked his question and did not say anything else.

‘Who are you?’ or, ‘do you really have the item?’

Those kinds of questions were not important at all.

For the bishop, who had experienced all sorts of things throughout his life, the only thing that mattered was the single line in Cale's invitation.

< Do you wish to gain a divine item? >

The sentence written underneath that gave credibility to the reason for the invitation.

< I am in possession of the Night's Exultation that the pope had hidden away. Buy it from me. >

The bishop knew that the dead pope was a greedy man. That was the reason he had given the Night's Exultation as an offering.

He also knew that the pope had a secret area where he kept all of these treasures.

Wasn’t it possible that a divine item would be in such a location?

The bishop wanted to become the pope.

He was just waiting for the right opportunity to seize the position.

He continued to observe the man in the white mask in front of him.

The masked man had yet to answer his question about how much he wanted for the item. The masked man's uncovered mouth slowly started to open.

“They say that the Night's Exultation shines even brighter when it comes into contact with dead mana. This is different than how normal items react when they come into contact with dead mana.”

The bishop sighed and responded back to the masked man who was spewing nonsense.

“What is it? You want to take your Night's Exultation and experiment with the fake one in the temple?”

The bishop could hear the masked man scoff at him.

Cale shook his head while looking at the bishop.

“Old man, what a terrible personality you have.”

“This is normal as you get older.”

The priest in front of them flinched, however, he did not turn to look behind him.

The priest quietly stood there and pretended to not be aware of the bishop in servant's clothes and the intruder.

“How much do you want?”

The bishop asked for the price once again.

The Night's Exultation appeared in front of his eyes at that moment.

“I guess you don't suspect that I'm a spy from the Empire?”

The bishop bluntly responded back to the masked man’s question.

“Spy or not, the fact that you are a merchant trying to sell me an item does not change.”

‘This dude is quite smart.’

This was indeed the case. Whether he was a spy from the Empire or not, the bishop cared more about the chance to recover the Night's Exultation and purchase a divine item.

Cale liked this bishop quite a bit. However, he did not fix the error in the bishop's statement.

Merchant.

Cale was not a merchant.

In fact, he was a hunter.

He was planning on throwing out the baits one by one in order to draw in the prey in front of him into a trap.

The first bait was the divine item.

The bishop would definitely purchase the Night's Exultation in order to get his hands on a divine item.

He needed a way to remain connected to Cale.

Cale opened his mouth to speak.

“How much?”

“What? Ho!”

The bishop laughed in disbelief.

The punk in front of him was telling him to initiate a starting price. However, the bishop actually liked this.

Why?

It was because this merchant knew who held the upper hand.

of this discussion. That was why he was trying to pressure the bishop. The

to handle them. The rational people were

“5.”

called out

the Night's Exultation. This had been the cost when it was originally

consider how long ago it

However, Cale was stern.

“How much?”

immediately shot

“6.”

them were in a race in this

The negotiation remained calm.

“How much?”

“7.”

auctioneer's voice coming from beyond

we have 300 million counds! Any other bids? Ah! An extra

asked again at the same

“How much?”

to be getting anxious because of the two words Cale were repeating over and over. He seemed to be flinching every time

“8.”

at the

the intruder were making it hard for him

“How much?”

tell that the man in front of

“10.”

10 billion counds.

reached the 10 billion

the original selling price, the bishop could tell something after looking into the masked man's

still is

bishop started to speak before Cale could

“15.”

the value of the Night's Exultation as the price for

He then added on.

give you

“How much?”

“Ho.”

bishop could not

started to glare at

that the only thing you know how to say? You're

In fact, it even sounded a bit affectionate, but Cale was not one to be tricked

tired of speaking and just asked with his

‘How much?’

as if he admitted

“20.”

“Gasp.”

hear the priest gasping in front of them.

“That's the max.”

head

truth. However, there was something Cale had learned during his

the corrupted people

taught him everything about working had given him that advice right before he passed on

was very sound

“How much?”

of

now started

as he had heard all sorts of swearing directed at him when he was Kim Rok

bishop closed his eyes and

“…22.”

“23.”

“…You bastard.”

for 23 billion counds. The bishop rubbed his tired face. However,

and they have a lot of money,

not plan to do so with the

later, make sure to give

there was no

was thinking about the future as he observed the bishop calling the priest over. The priest finally turned around and handed

“Here. 10 billion counds.”

bishop then threw the pouch

as I

been talking casually

then added one more

once

bishop start

would come

paper out of his pocket and put it on top of the table.

Screeech.

of the terrace with the money pouch in his

who had been pretending to be anxious this whole time calmly stood

was even colder than the

investigate that

“Yes, bishop-nim.”

had been pretending to be a

Click, click.

servant’s chest pocket was activated and the servant’s face changed to that of a forty-year-old man.

on the chair and leaned back.

Click.

changed to

his face and started

is annoying to touch

voice had turned into that

But it seems like he doesn’t know that I killed the former

sir, he does not seem to

investigation in the Paerun Kingdom since he has white

“Yes sir.”

bishop touched the magic device

questions as he flew back

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