The battle in Gloomyland was something Amberser couldn't know about.
He was busy now because the parts for the Mana Refining Furnace had arrived, and wooden boxes of all sizes filled up half the castle.
"Is this really the highest-level Mana Refining Furnace? Does Flint not take any cut for himself?"
After opening a few boxes to inspect the goods, Amberser found that all the parts were indeed of high quality with no substandard replacements.
Gustavo Flint's already dark skin turned even darker when he saw Amberser opening the boxes for inspection, and he said angrily, "Do you think I'm the kind of swindler you are?"
"Heh, who was it that tricked me into leaving the castle, and then hired a Paladin to raid my old home?"
Gustavo Flint snorted coldly, accustomed to Amberser dredging up the past, and too lazy to retort. After all, this Lich was dead set on money, and even if he won the verbal battle, the price wouldn't drop a single Gold Coin. It would be better to save his energy.
