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 was trying to pressure

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

“5.”

bishop called out 5 billion to

price for the Night's Exultation. This had been

consider how long ago it was discovered, it was an

However, Cale was stern.

“How much?”

immediately shot

“6.”

were in a race in this negotiation. The auction started behind them

The negotiation remained calm.

“How much?”

“7.”

could hear the auctioneer's voice coming

counds! Any other bids? Ah!

again at the

“How much?”

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

“8.”

gasped at the bishop's

intruder were making it hard for him to

“How much?”

tell that the man in front of him

“10.”

10 billion counds.

had reached the 10 billion

the bishop could tell something after looking into the

is not

started to speak before Cale could open

“15.”

the Night's Exultation as the price for the

He then added on.

give you anything

“How much?”

“Ho.”

bishop could not

to glare at

thing you know how to say?

words sounded as if the bishop was scolding him, the tone was gentle. In fact, it

of speaking and

‘How much?’

up as if

“20.”

“Gasp.”

the priest gasping in front of them. He seemed to

“That's the max.”

head with a

was trying to tell Cale that he was telling the truth. However, there was something Cale had learned during

the corrupted people

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

was very sound

“How much?”

of a

bishop now started to

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

bishop closed his eyes and started to

“…22.”

“23.”

“…You bastard.”

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

they have a lot of money, try hitting them once more to see what

to do so with

can use them later, make sure to give them some

bishop, there was no reason to rip him off completely

the bishop calling the priest over. The priest

“Here. 10 billion counds.”

threw the pouch to

as I

had not been talking casually this whole time while the bishop clicked his

then added one

will see you once more in

the bishop start to

heard it as Cale saying that he would come to see

a piece of paper out of his pocket and put it on top of the

Screeech.

again. Cale disappeared out of the terrace with the money pouch in his

whole time calmly stood up. The

was even colder

that white-haired

“Yes, bishop-nim.”

be a servant bowed his

Click, click.

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

bishop sat back down on the chair and leaned back. He then received the

Click.

to that

face and started to

annoying to touch this

voice had turned into that

But it seems like he doesn’t know that I

sir, he does not seem to

Paerun Kingdom since he has white

“Yes sir.”

bishop touched the

questions as he