Marianne's expression turned cold as her lord was challenged. "A second tier Divine Chosen is too weak. You're not qualified to open the chest. And don't forget, your guild was hired by us."
"Our Necromancer Association trusts that Mr. Riemann will not side with the Adventurers' Guild."
At last, a woman's voice came from among the black robed mages. She was clearly the Necromancer Association's Divine Chosen.
"Fine. Then we want a larger share of the gold bars."
Josena let out a long sigh and stepped back dejectedly.
"No problem…"
Riemann breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he began to speak, a blur shot past him with incredible speed. His heart skipped a beat as he instinctively looked toward where Josena had been standing moments ago. She was already gone.
"Divine Artifact, Disintegration!"
Josena shouted as she dismantled her Divine Artifact, temporarily raising her strength to the third tier.
