âYou were quite bold in your actions, customer!â
It was Anywhere companyâs veteran merchant Mycenae. Â It had been awhile, since they had met outside of a Dungeon. Â Mycenae slapped a file against her knee as she yelled out in agitation.
âI had no choice.â
âYou had no choice? Â Bullshit!â
She was wearing an artifact that hindered recognition, so she looked a bit indinstict. Â However, Artpe and Mycenae knew each other very well, so they acted very familiar with each other.
The auction house also kept the identities of the participants a secret, so each of them were wearing a mask that also hindered recognition.
However, all they did was affect the outer appearances, so if one wanted to know the otherâs identity, it could be discerned.
The auction, by its nature, couldnât publicly reveal the identities of its participants. Â So everyone kept their eyes down as they participated with this unspoken understanding.
Artpe grinned as he asked her a question.
âSo did you withdraw your items?â
âThere is no way I could have pulled all of it out!âŠ.  Fortunately, I was able to take off the ones that were going to be entered under my name beforehand.â
She called him a swindler and other bad names, but in the end, she obediently followed Artpeâs words. Â It was pretty cute.
When Artpe had a broad smile on his face, Mycenae pounded her chest as if she was about to suffocate from the frustration she felt. Â Soon, her eyes turned sharp as she made calculations.
âDidnât you say you needed my items? Â Will you be purchasing my helm and halberd?â
âNope? I donât need it anymore.â
âI knew itâll be like this! Â How did I end up in an exclusive contract with such a customer!â
Mycenae felt so indignant that she threw a tantrum in her seat. Â Her ears fluttered fiercely. Â He ignored Mycenae as he raised his head. Â The sun was setting, and the moon was starting to peek out. Â He caught the sight of a cloud that changed its outer appearance as the ownership of the sky exchanged hands. Â It was a really splendid sight.
However, when he brought his gaze down, he caught sight of the stage of the auction house. Â He saw the numerous people surrounding the stage.
âHa.â
They were hiding their outer appearance with artifacts, and their faces were covered with masks  However, they couldnât hide their greed and madness.
He could see them so clearly that it was as if Artpe could grasp them with his hands. Â The curses looked like something that would detonate by itself. Â The fuse wouldnât have to be lit. Â In his past life, Artpe had always been surrounded by such twisted beings.
They were disgusting and pitiful.
âYouâŠ.  Ah, youâve probably seen this sight quite often.â
âYou are being shameless by changing the topic like thisâŠ.  Yes, Iâve seen it so much that Iâm sick of it.  Still, Iâm one of them.  Iâm just able to hide my greed a little bit better than them.â
âI like your honesty. Â Truthfully, Iâm the same.â
They were currently sitting in the upper seats where only the VIPs amongst the participants could enter.
Artpe was invited here, because he had been instrumental in restoring the auction house. Â Before he knew it, Mycenae came and sat besides him. Â He had thought she had been exaggerating with her words about being a veteran merchant, but it seemed she held a pretty high position.
âOoh-mmmm?â
For a long time, Artpe checked the seats around him. Â Mycenae tilted her head in puzzlement as she asked him a question.
âWhere are the other twoâŠ..?â
âI donât know where they went.â
It was a lie. Â He knew where they were. Â He had worried they would go outside to fight a life or death battle. Â Fortunately, they had hidden themselves as they returned to the inn. Â They were probably resting right now.
Yes, their mission had ended. Â It was now Artpeâs stage.
······well, if he needed something from them, he just had to call them back.
âHoo-hooht. Â That means Iâll have you to myself tonight.â
âYes, it really is a great place for a date.â
Mycenae put on her business smile, and Artpe responded with a rotten smile. Mycenae laughed as if she knew meaning behind his words. Â Artpe looked behind her, and he caught sight of a woman sitting not too far away.
She wore a very fancy red butterfly mask.  It could not hide her bewitching beauty······.
â······bbah-doo-doo-doohk.â1
It was the sight of Etna Carlyfate Mirecard, who was fully charged with anger.
âHeek.â
She had taken a big risk in giving him a warning. Â Instead of leaving the city, he was being shameless by coming to the most dangerous location within the city. Â Moreover, he was laughing it up besides a woman, so of course, she was angry!
âUh, this might be dangerous. Â Someone might die.â
âDid you suddenly catch a fatal disease, customer?â
âIâm not talking about myself. Â Iâm talking about ajumma.â
âWhy me?â
Artpe quickly looked away from Etna, but he knew her gaze hadnât faltered. Â He could feel her gaze on him. Â Soon, Mycenae picked up on the eyes upon them.
âYou really are talented in picking up womenâŠ.  You really outdid yourself by getting such an amazing beauty.â
âIf someone else hears you, theyâll be under the wrong impression.â
Of course, the most messed up part was that her words werenât a mischaracterization of this situation.
No, he knew she loved Artpe in her past life, but even if he looked mature for his age, he was only a 14 year old brat! Â He was well aware that she had lived over several hundred years at the very least, yet she had her heart stolen by a 14 year old brat! Â Was that woman really of sound mind!
âWhat are the guards doing? Â They should be arresting such a woman.â
âEven at a glance, she looks really strong. Â Is she perhaps stronger than you?â
âYes, a thousand of me could attack her at once, and we wonât be able to win against her.â
âIf she is that strong, guardsâŠno even a nation would be unable to detain her.  âŠ..huh?â
At his words, Mycenaeâs eyes turned round.
âDoes that mean that woman is a DâŠ..â
âIt is great that you are quick on the uptake, but you shouldnât say it out loud.â
âMy god. Â Does this mean this auction has Dem-ah-ooop-oop!â
âQuiet.â
As expected of a veteran merchant, Mycenae had quickly assessed the situation, and she expressed her shock. Â Artpe quickly put a hand over her mouth. Â If someone heard her, the timeline of the chaos that would erupt here would be accelerated.!
âOoh-oop-oop! Oop!â
âAre you going to be quiet?â
âOop!â
Mycenae desperately nodded her head, so he took his hand away from her mouth. Â She immediately grabbed his arm, and he yelled out in a small voice.
âWe have to run away immediately, customer!â
âWhy the hell would I run away? Â The Quest is already in progress. Â I canât run away.â
âThis Quest has no reward. Â Letâs abandon it! Â You should run away quickly with me!â
âWhat do you mean by there is no reward?â
Artpe tilted his head in puzzlement over that portion of her words. Â Myceneaâs expression turned blank when he answered her. Â Even at this moment, countless artifacts filled deceit and evil was gathering here. Â Then there were the energy from humans and the Demons he was aiming for. Â It would all be his. Â He had a satisfied smile on his face.
âThey are all mine.â
âWhat······?â
If it was all for Artpe, what would happen to the people gathered here to participate in the auction?
She was sure Artpe didnât have that much money. Â Moreover, he couldnât just steal the items through brute force. Â She had no idea what he was thinking, but Mycenae suddenly remembered the brutal act of destruction he engineered not too long ago.
âCustomer······ I still havenât heard the reason why you destroyed the auction house.â
âThe one that destroyed the place was Maetel and Sienna. I know nothing.â
Artpe easily ignored Mycenaeâs eyes, which was filled with suspicion, as he whistled to himself. Â He was being so impudent that she wanted to bit him hard. Â It was time for Artpe to persuade her to his side.
âIâm confident my obsession with money is on par with any merchant here, but I value my life over all else. Even if you possess a Unique skill and great talent in magic, you wonât be able to contend with the Demon race.  That is why you should give up on the idea of acquiring those items and run awayâŠ..â
âDonât worry about it. Â Iâll protect you.â
âEven if you drop such a cool line, it doesnât mean that scary woman is going anywhere!â
While Mycenae and Artpe spoke in an intimate manner, the participants of auction continued to stream in. Â There were the nobles of the Diaz kingdom, and the movers and shakers of the market. Â Then there were the nobles and merchants from other countries, who had diplomatic ties to Diaz.
If everyone in this auction house was killed, it would cause mass confusion. Â The confusion that was sowed when the Diaz kingdom exchanged hands one year ago wouldnât be able to hold a candle to what would erupt. Â If the worst case scenario occurred, Frateâs Festival would never be held again in the future.
âThis way, master.â
âIâll be the one serving you today, your excellency.â
âHmmm······.â
âIâm looking forward to this.â
Of course, these people were well aware of their own importance. Â This was why they traveled with guards that were around mid-100s in terms of level.
The problem was the fact that every single one of them had the seed of a curse hiding within their body. Â When the curses were triggered, they would basically become excellent steeds that could be used by the Demon Kingâs army. Â No one here would be able to escape.
So what would happen if Artpe stepped forward and said, âThis festival should be canceledâ?
Would the people retreat?
He would tell them the Demon Kingâs army is aiming for the human world, and they should disperse.
Would they retreat while saying, âAh. Is that so! Â It took us two months to get here, but since it is the Demon kingâs army, weâll go wash our feet and sleep in our home!â?
Would they really go back to their home?
No way.
Artpe would be fortunate if the people donât accuse him of being a minion of the Demon Kingâs army. Â Then there was a chance that these curses were planted over a long period of time, and if he caused a ruckus, it might act as a catalyst in stimulating the curse. Â It might set off the curses for sure.
This was why he chose to overturn the board. Â He would act as if he was dancing to their tune, and at the last most crucial moment, he would completely reverse the cause and effect.!
âAre the two other customers going to bust up this place againâŠ..?â
âI donât use such lowbrow methods. Â Actually, that is the worst way to go about doing things.â
Artpe answered Mycenaeâs words with a snort.
Mycenae wondered what Artpe was aiming for. Â She kept thinking about it, but she had no idea what it could be. Â She groaned as she moved her head into gear.
âIt has something to do with the reconstruction of the auction house.â
âIâll give you 60 points for that answer.â
âThatâs a failing grade······ You are strict.â
âEeeek.  Artpehhhhh······!â
On the other hand, Etnaâs gaze continued to be planted squarely on Artpe. Â Mycenae and Artpe (from the outside) looked as if they were sharing an intimate conversation. Â The sight made her anger boil.
At first, she had been worried and nervous about Artpe, who had come here by ignoring her words. Â However, such docile emotions continued to erode away as she watched him play with another woman. Â Her anger grew!
She was being like this even though Artpe wasnât her man!
At first, Artpe thought she was inserted into the field to put down anyone that tried to interfere with the plan. Â However, her attention was marked solely on Artpe, so this didnât seem likely.
Or maybe she was staring at Artpe, because she decided he was the most dangerous person hereâŠ..······ Anyways, it seemed she wouldnât get anything done today.
âIt is unfortunate that she is staring at me, but she wonât be able to stop my plan. I am the puppet master today.â
Even as Artpe smirked, he felt his inner heart become a little bit heavier.
If Artpe hadnât been here, the plan of the Demon Kingâs army would have proceeded without a hitch.  Since she was at the heart of the site where the plan would be carried out, she would witness all the atrocitiesâŠ..
She had an unusually weak heart, so she would become wounded by this event. Â It happened quite often in his past life.
She never had the time to recover. Â She continuously became wounded, and as her level climbed, her soul rotted away to a point that there was no way to recover it.
âShe really is the type of woman that would do well living in the countryside while feeding cows.â
In fact, the problem was with god, who gave them such twisted destinies. Â It would be great if Maetel and Sienna grew up fast, so they could kill god!
âHowever, today will be different.â
âYes, customer? Â What did you just say?â
âThank  you for waiting so long!â
Mycenae seemed to have picked up the meaning behind the words Artpe had mumbled to himself. Â She was about to question him when the auctioneer appeared on stage with exquisite timing. Â The greed of all the humans gathered in the auction house was focused on the auctioneer.
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All the artifacts had been gathered inside the auction house. Â The Demons didnât enter the auction house. Â They were spread all of the city and port. Â They smiled as if they were waiting for something. Â As if it was blessing the hellâs banquet that was about to start, the moon let out a bleak light.
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It was a very faint heartbeat that could be heard by Artpe. Â Artpe was sure he caught the sound, so he let out a laugh. Â The auctioneer, who hadnât heard the sound unlike him, let out a sonorous shout.