Ayhill, Rawin, Rekil, Reanna, and the Skeleton Church Leader sat around a table in the village assembly hall.

“Even though I am nothing but an old church leader, did you really think I would be unable to beat a single high-ranked undead being? You ran away quite quickly without even looking back,” Rawin said to Ayhill, fuming.

“It would have been a loss if I died along with you,” Ayhill replied nonchalantly.

“Ugh… I envy you merchants. You can ditch your friends just for the sake of making a profit,” Rawin grumbled.

“Are you my friend?” Ayhill asked.

“Are you planning to say you are not?” Rawin asked in response. Ayhill could only scoff while Rawin smiled.

Rekil looked at the two while whispering to his sister, “I never imagined that I would get to see the leader of the Church of Helix, Rawin, and the tycoon Ayhill, in person. Is that really the Great Merchant Ayhill? He seems younger than I expected him to be.”

“Ayhill is famous for having become successful in his real estate business at a young age,” Reanna said nonchalantly as she picked up a cigarette.

Ayhill glared at her and asked, “There are clergymen with us right now. Is it not basic etiquette to not smoke in front of them?”

“Oh, what a coincidence. I’m a member of the clergy too,” Reanna replied.

“What did you just say?” Ayhill asked in surprise. He looked at her in disbelief as she leisurely smoked her cigarette.

Rekil rubbed his forehead before...