Marun, the regional director of the Lillian Kingdom Regional Mercenary Headquarters, could not believe his eyes.0

“He actually deposited it.”0

Keter, infamous as the delinquent of Sefira, had transferred a staggering one hundred thousand gold into his account.0

Marun, an Orichalcum-class mercenary, the highest rank in the guild, would have to complete an S-rank request to earn even ten thousand gold. And even then, after deducting costs for elixirs and equipment repairs, he would be left with around eight thousand gold. One hundred thousand gold was the equivalent of surviving and completing twelve S-tier requests.0

But Keter had just given that money away as a bribe without hesitation, the moment the call ended.0

“Who is this guy? The intel says he’s from the Lawless City of Absinthe and just a troublemaker.”0

Marun knew what Absinthe was like. That place was nothing but a city of human garbage. And yet, Keter, supposedly from Absinthe, had this kind of money?0

“There’s a good chance that Absinthe is probably just a smokescreen. If he has the wealth to casually throw around one hundred thousand gold, there’s no way he wouldn’t be known in Absint...0