"Nice, you're a good guy!"
Timothy, pleased that his plan had worked, gave the tavern owner a friendly pat on the shoulder.
"Nice? What's nice?"
The tavern owner flinched, but when he realized that neither Timothy nor his partner seemed upset with him, he finally relaxed.
Without wasting any time, Timothy quickly called up his system in secret.
"System, those three perverts have been occupying the Sacred Sea of the Netherworld for ages, making it impossible for any spirits to get near. If I take care of them, can we talk about a reward?"
"A reward? What kind of reward are you thinking about?"
The system sounded a bit puzzled. After all, this was the first time Timothy had brought up rewards before the system had even issued a task.
"What I want, of course, is something you can't find in either the Netherworld or the continent of Elant."
