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.

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

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

“5.”

out 5 billion

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

it was discovered, it was an astronomical

However, Cale was stern.

“How much?”

bishop immediately

“6.”

race in this negotiation.

The negotiation remained calm.

“How much?”

“7.”

could hear the auctioneer's voice coming from

300 million counds! Any other bids? Ah! An extra 1,000

again at the same

“How much?”

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

“8.”

priest gasped at

the bishop and the intruder were making it hard for him

“How much?”

tell that the man in front of him was getting

“10.”

10 billion counds.

had reached

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

still is

to speak before Cale

“15.”

now putting the value of the Night's Exultation as the price for the divine item and the pope

He then added on.

it is impossible to give you

“How much?”

“Ho.”

bishop could not help

to glare at

only thing you know how to say? You're supposed to respect

him, the tone was gentle. In fact, it

speaking and just asked with

‘How much?’

as if

“20.”

“Gasp.”

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

“That's the max.”

bishop shook his head with a

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

people one

had given him

was very sound

“How much?”

son of a

bishop now

directed at him when he was Kim Rok Soo. The corrupt ones always resorted to swearing when they were in a

bishop closed his eyes and started to

“…22.”

“23.”

“…You bastard.”

for 23 billion counds. The bishop rubbed his tired face. However, Cale recalled something else his team leader had said during Cale’s time as Kim Rok

of money, try hitting

not plan to do so with

if you can use them later, make sure to give them some

the bishop, there was no reason to rip him off

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

“Here. 10 billion counds.”

bishop then threw

prepared as I expected,

been talking casually this whole

then added

will see you once more

the bishop start

saying that he would come to see him again with the

and put it on top of the table. The location to send the remaining

Screeech.

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

calmly

it was even colder

that white-haired

“Yes, bishop-nim.”

pretending to be a

Click, click.

and the servant’s face changed to that of a forty-year-old man. This scarred

chair and leaned back. He then

Click.

to

brushed his face and started to

annoying to touch

turned into that of

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

does not seem to

the investigation in the Paerun Kingdom since

“Yes sir.”

touched the magic

had to deal with Raon's questions as he flew back into