"That's quite the request you're asking for. There's not much in this world that can change the thought process of a Demi God forcefully. Plus, with the state of the new age, there shouldn't even be a Demi God this soon. She's an anomaly. Might even become a precious customer for me." The merchant grinned as the Queen furrowed her brows.
"Just tell me the price." She interrupted since she understood that he's trying to let her understand how extensive this was going to be.
"Straightforward. I like it. But I'm not sure if you have the capital for this service. Regardless, I'll tell you the price." He grinned.
"I want 60% of the authority that you hold along with a shard of your soul."
Hearing this, the Queen stood up and glared at the merchant.
Her aura flared in relation to her anger.
"Since you know what a Queen's authority does, you dare ask for 60% of mine?" She asked coldly.
