"What about you?" Suye took the head-shaped money pouch.
"Can't say. Anyway, I've earned enough to retire comfortably." Batora smiled.
"See if you can find an opportunity for me to meet the Burning Skull City Lord. I want to see him."
"Could you tell me the specific purpose?"
"I want to build a city east of the Black Stone Hills. I hope to receive his help," Suye said.
Batora froze for a moment. His expression shifted several times before he finally said helplessly, "This is quite a major task. But don't worry. I'll definitely help you accomplish it. In this regard, I'm better than Gig."
Gig rolled his eyes at him.
The two demons were competing for favor in front of a devil. Did they have no shame?
"If you settle on the location and time for building the city, come to me if you need anything. I made a huge profit thanks to you this time, and I'm completely satisfied. From now on, I'll do business with you according to the fairest market prices, and I'll also introduce you to trustworthy merchants. You know, in this godforsaken place called the Deep Prison Plain, finding merchants with decent reputations is basically the same as finding a kind monster," Batora said.
"Very good."
"Earlier, you said that you had just entered Burning Skull City and didn't yet have a place of your own. Before you find a proper residence, why don't you stay in the courtyard beside my arena? It's a large human-style compound and can accommodate your human servants. Everything is free, as my thanks," Batora said.
"You're a very thoughtful demon. I even suspect you have devil blood," Suye said.
"I was forced into it by the prison coins." Batora shrugged.
Led by Batora, the group arrived at the