Bab 480: A Friend, Indirectly

"The prices of those artifacts are insane. The War Summit has been postponed, and some people are using that chance to resell what they bought for higher prices."

A conversation took place between two drunken adventures. Their body was covered with glimmering armors, full of dents and scars. Their appearance gave away the countless battles they went through.

"I woulda done the same," answered his partner. "Those artifacts are created by none other than the ghost himself. Their collection value by itself is astronomical."

"Maybe we can try getting our hands on some," grinned the thickly bearded man. "The Lord of Hidden City must require human resources. I hear that one auction earned him hundreds of thousands of gold."

"A good target," laughed his partner. "Then let's hit the road now. I bet a lot more people are joining his city after the news of his wealth."