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.

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

It made it easier to handle them. The rational people were the ones who understood their gains the best. JrNovels.com