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.

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