Trash of the Count's Family

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.

That was why he

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

“5.”

called out 5 billion to

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

consider how long ago it was

However, Cale was stern.

“How much?”

immediately

“6.”

a race in this negotiation. The

The negotiation remained calm.

“How much?”

“7.”

hear the auctioneer's voice coming from beyond the

have 300 million counds! Any

asked again at the same

“How much?”

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

“8.”

priest gasped at

bishop and the intruder were making it hard for him to

“How much?”

that the man in front of him was getting

“10.”

10 billion counds.

had reached the 10 billion

the original selling price, the bishop could tell something after looking into

is not

Cale could open his

“15.”

Night's Exultation as the price for the divine item and

He then added on.

you anything more than 10 billion

“How much?”

“Ho.”

bishop could not help but

glare at

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

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

speaking and just asked with

‘How much?’

as if he admitted defeat

“20.”

“Gasp.”

the priest gasping in front of them. He seemed

“That's the max.”

bishop shook his head with a

that he was telling the truth. However, there was something Cale had learned during his time

corrupted people

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

very sound

“How much?”

son of

bishop now

had heard all sorts of swearing directed at him when he was Kim Rok Soo. The corrupt

closed his eyes and started to

“…22.”

“23.”

“…You bastard.”

23 billion counds. The bishop rubbed his tired face. However, Cale recalled something else

of money, try

plan to

if you can use them later, make sure to give

was no reason to rip him off

priest over. The priest finally turned around and handed over

“Here. 10 billion counds.”

threw the pouch to

prepared as I expected,

had not been talking casually this whole

added one more

you once more

bishop start to

Cale saying that he would come to see him

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.

of the terrace with the money pouch

pretending to be anxious this whole time calmly stood

colder than the

that white-haired

“Yes, bishop-nim.”

had been pretending to be a

Click, click.

activated and the servant’s face changed to that of a forty-year-old man. This scarred face looked as if it belonged to

chair and leaned back. He then received the magic device from the

Click.

face instantly changed to

face

is annoying to touch this

turned into that of

seems like he doesn’t know that I

does

the investigation in the Paerun Kingdom since he has

“Yes sir.”

bishop touched the magic

questions as he flew back