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.

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

them. The rational people were the ones who

“5.”

called out 5

was a reasonable price for the Night's Exultation. This

it was discovered, it was

However, Cale was stern.

“How much?”

immediately shot

“6.”

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

The negotiation remained calm.

“How much?”

“7.”

auctioneer's voice

300 million counds! Any other bids? Ah! An extra

asked again at the same

“How much?”

anxious because of the two words Cale were repeating

“8.”

at the bishop's

the bishop and the intruder were making

“How much?”

that the man in front of him

“10.”

10 billion counds.

had reached the 10 billion

price, the bishop could tell something

still is not

started to speak before Cale could

“15.”

the Night's Exultation as

He then added on.

it is impossible to give you anything more than

“How much?”

“Ho.”

not

glare at the

say? You're

the bishop was scolding him, the tone was gentle. In fact, it

speaking and just asked

‘How much?’

up as if

“20.”

“Gasp.”

of them.

“That's the max.”

shook his head with a

the truth. However, there was

people

given him that advice right before he passed on the

was very sound

“How much?”

son of

now

not care as he had heard all sorts of swearing directed at him when he was Kim Rok Soo. The corrupt ones always

bishop closed his eyes and started

“…22.”

“23.”

“…You bastard.”

Night's Exultation was settled for 23 billion counds. The bishop rubbed his tired face. However, Cale recalled something else his team leader had said during Cale’s

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

did not plan to do

them later, make sure to give them some room

there was no reason to rip

observed the bishop calling the priest over. The priest finally turned around and

“Here. 10 billion counds.”

threw the pouch

are prepared as I expected,

if he had not been talking casually this whole time

then added

once more in

made the bishop

would come to see him

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

Screeech.

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

calmly stood up. The calm expression looked as cold as

was even colder than the bishop's

investigate that

“Yes, bishop-nim.”

had been pretending to be a servant bowed his head toward the

Click, click.

servant’s face changed to that of a forty-year-old man.

chair and leaned back. He then received the magic device

Click.

instantly changed to that of

his face and started to

is annoying to touch

voice had turned into that of

it seems like he doesn’t know that I killed the

he does not

investigation in the Paerun Kingdom since

“Yes sir.”

the magic device

deal with Raon's questions as he flew