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.

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

it easier to handle them. The rational people were the ones who understood their gains

“5.”

out

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

long ago it was discovered, it

However, Cale was stern.

“How much?”

bishop immediately

“6.”

race in this negotiation.

The negotiation remained calm.

“How much?”

“7.”

the auctioneer's voice coming from beyond the

have 300 million counds! Any other bids?

asked again at the same

“How much?”

the two words Cale were repeating over and over. He seemed to be flinching every time it

“8.”

priest gasped at

intruder were making it hard for

“How much?”

tell that the man in front

“10.”

10 billion counds.

price had reached the

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

is

started to speak before Cale could

“15.”

of the Night's Exultation as the price

He then added on.

give you anything more than 10 billion

“How much?”

“Ho.”

could not help but

glare at the

thing you know how to say? You're supposed to respect your elders.

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

and

‘How much?’

up as if he

“20.”

“Gasp.”

could hear the priest gasping in front of them. He seemed to be shocked at the

“That's the max.”

his head

the truth. However, there was something Cale had learned during his time as Kim Rok

corrupted people one

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

very sound

“How much?”

of

now started to

sorts of swearing directed at him when he was Kim Rok

his eyes and

“…22.”

“23.”

“…You bastard.”

his tired face. However, Cale recalled something else

have a lot of money, try

plan to do so with

later, make

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

the future as he observed the bishop calling the priest over. The priest finally

“Here. 10 billion counds.”

bishop then threw the pouch to

are prepared as I

talking casually this whole time while the bishop clicked

added

will see you once more in

bishop start to

he would

took a piece 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.

Cale disappeared out of the terrace with the money

calmly stood up. The calm expression looked as cold as the

colder than the

that white-haired

“Yes, bishop-nim.”

pretending to be a servant bowed

Click, click.

changed to that of a forty-year-old man. This scarred face

on the chair and leaned back. He

Click.

face instantly changed to

his face and started to

to

into that of an

hard to pretend to be old. But it seems like he doesn’t know

does not seem

Paerun Kingdom

“Yes sir.”

touched the

had to deal with Raon's questions as he flew

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