"I am willing to buy the nine Keys for three Seals of Destiny!"
"I can give you a Trait Stone from the World of Inbreeding. It can give you the Son of Darkness Trait!"
"I will give you a Spiritual Sword Aura Art. Sell the nine Keys to me for those."
"I will pay with a magic scanner," the Winged Humanoid shouted. "It can help you know the abilities of people at Tier 3 and below. It will be mighty useful to you!"
Mark licked his lips as the demons fell into a heated argument between each other. They spat and pushed, all filled with a sense of desperation.
Some didn't even have anything to sell and still wanted the Keys, it was their hope of survival. Some were waiting for a better moment to bid high. Some might have also seen through his lies. But Mark wasn't worried about them selling him out.
For one, he had nothing to lose if they figured out he was a con man. And then, the ones who noticed would rather watch others lose out than speak out. Why should they warn the idiots?
