He actually named his price… Upon hearing the vampire's request, Klein felt both irritated and amused.
He looked at the Bishop Utravsky, who was standing in front of him, and asked, "Father, may I borrow your candle? The one that you used last time. I've forgotten what it's called."
Before Bishop Utravsky could reply, the vampire in the basement spoke in a stunned voice.
"What do you want to do? What do you want to do?"
At this moment, Bishop Utravsky answered warmly, "It's called the Mental Terror Candle. What are you borrowing it for?"
Father, you're very cooperative. You even knew to ask… The corners of Klein's mouth curled up.
"I plan to use it to directly inquire the deepest part of this friend's heart.
"As you know, I'm quite talented in this area, and I'm very good at such matters…"
Before he could finish his sentence, the vampire in the basement had already shouted, "Bastard, give up on your idea!