"Oh! So this is where the SS rank appraiser is?"
From the outside, the shop looked like a nondescript pawnshop. Lee Gun was having a good time looking at the contents of the shabby workshop as high-quality items were on display here.
<Butcher> Rank S
- A translucent wire that never breaks. It extends a maximum distance of 500m.
<Oil that eats monsters' blood> Rank S
- It never dries up. The more blood it drinks, the thicker it becomes!
- Permanent increase in durability and strength.
The items were much better than those in the nearby big stores. However...
'Why is it so expensive!'
Five ml of that oil cost several hundred thousand dollars.
'At these prices, weapons are out of the question! I won't even be able to buy a stack of clothing!'
From what Lee Gun had heard, it seemed the quality of items was guaranteed. However, the store ruthlessly overcharged Saints for their items. This was why Chun Sungjae came only here to sell his items.
'Still, it will be a waste to return empty-handed.' Lee Gun thought that if he used the items here, he could make a decent weapon. He forlornly looked at the items when someone spoke up.
"Are you sure it's a good idea to introduce him to the owner of the store?" The guard, who had accompanied them, grabbed Chun Sungjae. All the disciples under the Gemini were magicians. This man in his twenties specialized in strength-based magic. "This is a VIP store that the General regularly visits. Most disciples can only wish to meet this appraiser."
"Why? What's the problem?"Chun Sungjae sounded apathetic.
It seemed the guard was feeling more and more uneasy after meeting Lee Gun. "He poured salt in the wound of the phone seller when he left. Why did the phone seller give a token to him?"
"The phone seller was probably a crooked dealer. It's obvious that Hyung turned the table on the phone seller," Chun Sungjae replied.
"The holy items he is trying to sell are odd too! I'm pretty sure I saw an item that the Wealth Saint was supposed to list in this auction."
"That's probably a coincidence. It should be a common item," Chun Sungjae again tried to explain.
"What about the badge he has! I saw a badge for the Libra and the troublesome Leo! The rest are our badges! I've never seen him in our temple!"
"..." Even the great Chun Sungjae could no longer shield Lee Gun. 'Of all the people to steal from, he picked a general of the Libra temple.'
Soon, the guard asked a question with a serious expression, "He stole those badges. Are you sure we shouldn't report him? He looks like a fob. There is a high probability that he's a swindler. Why do you want to take him to our temple? Our general will get angry if you do..."
Chun Sungjae was dumbfounded. It was the general who had ordered him to bring that man in. In the end, Chun Sungjae ignored the guard and headed toward the store's reception area. However, there was one small problem.
I'm sorry! We are swamped with commissions. We are closed!
Please return after a week!"
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The Return of the Disaster-Class Hero
ActionThe dead cannot speak. It means the living can create any story they want. Inheritance, honor and wealth can be taken away by lies. However, what happens when a person, who was presumed to be dead, returns alive? DISCLAIMER: THIS IS NOT MY STORY!! T...