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 bishop liked intelligent

handle them. The rational people were the ones who understood

“5.”

called out 5

a reasonable price for the Night's Exultation. This had been the cost

consider how long ago it was discovered,

However, Cale was stern.

“How much?”

immediately

“6.”

a race in this

The negotiation remained calm.

“How much?”

“7.”

the auctioneer's voice coming from beyond the

Any other bids?

at

“How much?”

because of the two words Cale were repeating over

“8.”

at the bishop's

bishop and the intruder were making

“How much?”

man in front of

“10.”

10 billion counds.

price had reached the

bishop could

is

before Cale could

“15.”

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

He then added on.

is impossible to give you anything

“How much?”

“Ho.”

bishop could not help but

started to glare at the

say? You're supposed to

sounded as if the bishop was scolding him, the tone was gentle. In fact, it even sounded a bit affectionate,

was tired of speaking and just asked

‘How much?’

hands up as

“20.”

“Gasp.”

front of them. He seemed to be shocked at

“That's the max.”

shook his head with a tired

was trying to tell Cale that he was telling the truth. However,

people one

had given him that advice right before he passed on the team leader position

was very sound

“How much?”

son of

now started

heard all sorts of swearing directed at him when he was Kim Rok Soo. The corrupt ones always resorted to

eyes and started

“…22.”

“23.”

“…You bastard.”

tired face. However, Cale recalled something else his team leader had said during Cale’s time as Kim Rok

of money,

plan to do so

them later, make sure to

using the bishop, there was no reason to rip him off completely and

the priest over. The priest finally turned around and

“Here. 10 billion counds.”

bishop then threw the

are prepared as I expected,

if he had not been talking casually this whole time while

added

see you once more in

made the bishop start to

as Cale saying that he would come to see him

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

Screeech.

out of the terrace with the money pouch

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

it was even colder than the

that

“Yes, bishop-nim.”

to be a servant bowed his head toward the

Click, click.

to that of a forty-year-old man. This scarred face looked as if it belonged

down on the chair and leaned back. He then

Click.

face instantly changed to that

face and started

to touch

that

to be old. But it seems like he doesn’t know that I killed

he does not seem

the investigation in the Paerun Kingdom since

“Yes sir.”

touched the magic device once

with Raon's questions as he flew back into

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