Cale took a piece of paper out of his pocket and put it on top of the table. The location to send the remaining 13 billion counds was written on it.

Screeech.

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

The priest who had been pretending to be anxious this whole time calmly stood up. The calm expression looked as cold as the bishop�s face.

Actually, it was even colder than the bishop�s face.

�Go investigate that white-haired man.�

�Yes, bishop-nim.�

The bishop who had been pretending to be a servant bowed his head toward the priest.

Click, click.

A 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 to an assassin.

The bishop sat back down on the chair and leaned back. He then received the magic device from the servant.

Click.

His face instantly changed to that of the bishop.

He brushed his face and started to speak.

�It is annoying to touch this old face.�

The bishop�s voice had turned into that of an old man as well.

�It�s also hard to pretend to be old. But it seems like he doesn�t know that I killed the former bishop, right?�

�Yes sir, he does not seem to know.�

�Start the investigation in the Paerun Kingdom since he has white hair.�

�Yes sir.�

The bishop touched the magic device once again.

Cale had to deal with Raon�s questions as he flew back into terrace 4.

� Human, why did you pretend not to know that he used a magic device to disguise himself? That kind of magic device is hard to acquire! It is precious!

Cale started to smile. JrNovels.com