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.

why he was trying to pressure the bishop.

people were the

“5.”

out 5 billion to

for the Night's Exultation. This

you consider how long ago it was discovered, it was an astronomical

However, Cale was stern.

“How much?”

immediately

“6.”

them were in a race in this negotiation.

The negotiation remained calm.

“How much?”

“7.”

the auctioneer's voice

million counds! Any

at the same

“How much?”

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

“8.”

gasped at the bishop's

the bishop and the intruder were making it hard for

“How much?”

tell that the man in front of him was

“10.”

10 billion counds.

price had reached the 10 billion

the original selling price, the bishop could tell something after

still is not

to speak before Cale could

“15.”

Exultation as the

He then added on.

is impossible to give you anything more

“How much?”

“Ho.”

could not help but

glare

the only thing you know how to say?

scolding him, the tone was gentle. In fact, it even sounded

speaking and just asked with his

‘How much?’

lifted his hands up as if he admitted defeat and

“20.”

“Gasp.”

front of

“That's the max.”

his head

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

the corrupted people one extra

him that

very

“How much?”

son of

bishop now started to

he was Kim Rok Soo. The corrupt ones always resorted to swearing when they were in

his eyes and started to

“…22.”

“23.”

“…You bastard.”

rubbed his tired face. However, Cale recalled something else his team leader had said during Cale’s

they have a lot of money, try

plan to do so with the

make sure to

was planning on using the bishop, there was no reason to rip him off completely and destroy this

calling the priest over. The priest finally turned around and handed over a

“Here. 10 billion counds.”

then threw

as I expected,

responded as if he had not been talking casually this whole time while the bishop clicked his

added one more

see you once more

made the bishop

that he would come

of paper out of his pocket and put it on top of the table. The location to send the remaining 13 billion counds was written

Screeech.

curtain opened once again. Cale disappeared out of the terrace with

who had been pretending to be anxious this whole time calmly stood up. The calm expression

even colder

investigate that

“Yes, bishop-nim.”

been pretending to be a servant

Click, click.

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

chair and leaned back. He

Click.

instantly changed to that of the

brushed his face and started

annoying to touch this

voice had turned into that of an old

old. But it seems like

does

Paerun

“Yes sir.”

the

with Raon's questions as he flew back

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