Peim shot Richard a dirty look.
"Don't look at me like that. Just tell me if you're going to accept this mission or not!"
Richard didn't know whether to laugh or cry after he saw the man break the plate.
He slowly said after some silence.
"What's the price if I exchange for a scroll that can enslave extraordinary heroes from the wishing scales?"
Peim's eyes widened, and he snarled.
"Don't think about such a beautiful thing. You've already stepped into another level, although being transcendent is nothing."
"You won't be able to form one even if someone stands and offers you a contract."
Richard remained unmoved.
"Mr. Peim, this is my business. You just need to tell me the price I have to pay.
Peim didn't think much of it at first, but when he saw Richard's look.
He said with a smile that was not a smile.
"It seems that I have underestimated you."
Peim continued after he organized some thoughts.
