Once again, Silas stood in front of the building, gathering an immense amount of mana in his hand.
This time, he didn't knock on the door and waited for Fatty to notice his presence.
Immediately, the door swung open wide and Fatty came out, sweating. He seemed to run across from his room to here.
What a diligent man.
Silas smirked and let out a small chuckle.
Fatty panted and gathered the breath, recovering himself.
"Must you be like this? I am going to have a heart attack." Fatty complained. Sweat formed on his forehead, dripping to the floor.
Silas looked at this with a slight disgust and said bluntly. "Take me to your room. I have a blueprint of the artifact I want to sell."
Fatty nodded and took them to the room without question.
'Hmm. The bodyguard increased. I also sensed a powerful person in the building. He works fast.'
Silas waited for Fatty to sit and his mind wandered.
"Show me the blueprint. I am also a mage."
