Belmor showing up wasn’t impossible.


    This was an auction house, and he had every right to be here.


    But why now?


    Seong’s mind raced.


    The wink and thumbs-up from Belmor...


    Was he supposed to be happy about this or worried?


    ‘Isn’t this dangerous?’


    He had just jumped in out of nowhere and interfered.


    Wouldn’t that piss off the noblewoman?


    She was already clearly displeased with Beretta, even though Seong wasn’t sure why.


    She had just used an honorific title.


    His brain spun at full speed.


    She wasn’t angry about the interference?


    She looked intimidated?


    If Belmor ranked higher than a noble, then—


    ‘Guess it’s not an issue, then.’


    Maybe he had worried for nothing.


    Just as he came to that conclusion—


    Belmor stepped closer to him, subtly casting a skill.


    [ Overpalace Pentagrid Branch Manager, ‘Belmor Arcadius,’ has used the skill ‘Veil of Sound.’ ]


    [ All external sound transmission has been blocked. ]


    A barrier formed around them, sealing off the conversation from prying ears.


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