Sovereign Artifact Death Scythe

Matthews refused Asolun's request with an unquestionable tone and said to him, "This trip might be dangerous, so you two should just stay here."

After making arrangements for the two of them, Matthews rode the Blood-Eyed Mane Lion toward Patel City, the eastern provincial capital of the Bright Empire. When Matthews arrived at the gates of Patel City, he saw that it was indeed much more luxurious than Mutuo'ya City on the edge of the Magic Beast Mountain Range.

Matthews flicked a gold coin, which landed at the feet of the city guard, and then rode his Blood-Eyed Mane Lion, Pal, into the city. After going to the best restaurant in the city and ordering a table full of dishes, Matthews sat by a window on the second floor, watching the diverse crowd on the street below.

He asked the server, "Is there anything special happening in Patel City recently?"

The server looked at the money bag that Matthews was tossing back and forth in his hand, listening to the sound of the gold coins inside. Based on his years of experience, he could tell there were no fewer than twenty gold coins in that bag.

Naturally, he said with a grin, "I hear that the birthday of the Patel Family's ancestor is coming up soon, and many people will be coming to celebrate it."

"Oh, is there any significance to that?"

Seeing that Matthews was interested, the server said with a meaningful look, "Well, about that!"

Watching the server stare at the money bag, Matthews chuckled to himself. It turned out that TV shows weren't all lies; many wandering experts would go to restaurants to gather information.

These restaurant servers dealt with many guests every day, and they knew a great deal of news. As long as you gave them some money, you could usually find out whatever you wanted to know.

"Hahaha, I just need to ask a few questions. If I'm satisfied, this bag of gold coins is yours!"

Seeing that Matthews was serious, the server enthusiastically poured him a glass of wine and continued, "Patel City wasn't originally called this. It was only renamed Patel City three hundred years ago after someone from the Patel Family broke through to the Saint Realm."

The server looked around before adding, "The Patel Family has a lot of prestige here. I hear that even the Church of Light gives them face."

Matthews then asked, "What about the Jettanson Family?"

"Oh, them? They can be considered a decent noble family here, but they don't have any powerful experts!"

Seeing the server's attitude toward the Jettanson Family was clearly different from his attitude toward the Patel Family, Matthews felt much more at ease and asked, "Then who is the strongest person in their family?"

"Why are you asking about that?"

Seeing the server ask this with a hint of vigilance, Matthews smiled and said, "I want to choose a family to serve, you know how it is!"

"Oh, you're looking to become a retainer, right? The eldest son of the Jettanson Family is a ninth-rank priest of the Church of Light. I wouldn't recommend choosing them!"

Matthews handed the money bag to the server. The server glanced at the Blood-Eyed Mane Lion lying on the floor eating roasted whole lamb, shook his head, and walked out of the room.

"How strange, a warrior who owns a ninth-rank magic beast actually wants to be a retainer for the Jettanson Family."

Having gathered the details on the Jettanson Family, Matthews began to eat his meal by the window. It seemed he needed to visit the Jettanson Family as soon as possible; otherwise, it would be troublesome if they gave his Sovereign Artifact, the Death Scythe, to the Saint Realm expert of the Patel Family as a gift.

That afternoon, after finishing his meal, Matthews rode the Blood-Eyed Mane Lion toward the Jettanson Family estate. Upon arriving at the gate, Matthews said, "Please announce me. Tell them that the ninth-rank warrior Matthews has come to pay a visit!"

The Jettanson Family guards saw Matthews riding a lion-tiger type magic beast and didn't dare to delay, running inside immediately to report.

A short while later, Matthews heard laughter coming from inside: "Hahaha, we truly have a distinguished guest today!"

Although the head of the Jettanson Family didn't know why a ninth-rank warrior would come to visit, a ninth-rank warrior was still worth welcoming in person.

Matthews greeted the head of the Jettanson Family with a standard noble etiquette. After being ushered into the living room, he chatted with the family head for a while before deciding to stop beating around the bush.

He asked directly, "I wonder if Mr. Jettanson purchased a Death Scythe at an auction ten years ago for 250,000 gold coins!"

The head of the Jettanson Family was only an eighth-rank warrior, but he had a genius son who was a ninth-rank mage, which gave him some status in Patel City, where the Patel Family resided. He had indeed acquired a Death Scythe ten years ago.

He replied, "That is indeed the case."

Hearing this, Matthews's breathing quickened slightly.

"May I take a look at it?"

The head of the Jettanson Family didn't answer immediately; he picked up his teacup and took a sip of water. Then, looking at Matthews, he asked, "Why?"

Matthews looked at the head of the Jettanson Family and realized he had been too impatient just now.

"To be honest, it is an heirloom of my family. Although it isn't some supreme treasure, I still wish to redeem it."

The head of the Jettanson Family said indifferently, "So that's how it is."

He then took the Death Scythe out of his space ring. Ignoring etiquette, Matthews walked up and took it to examine it. He then pricked his finger to attempt blood recognition, only to discover it had already been claimed.

Matthews finally understood why the other party was so unconcerned about letting him see it, and he said, "I wonder if Mr. Jettanson would be willing to part with it? I am willing to trade a ninth-rank Magic Beast Core for it."

The head of the Jettanson Family shook his head directly. Matthews continued, "Then what if I trade a Saint Realm Magic Beast Core for it? Or I can swear that once I reach the Saint Realm, I will capture a capturable Saint Realm magic beast for you."

The head of the Jettanson Family used a standard noble smile and said to Matthews, "You are only a ninth-rank warrior yourself, where would you get a Saint Realm Magic Beast Core?"

"I am already at the peak of the ninth rank and will soon break through to the Saint Realm."

The head of the Jettanson Family still shook his head. Having just seen Matthews attempt to claim the item, he said with a cold face, "We have no intention of selling this item. You should return it."

Matthews naturally had no intention of returning it, so he asked, "May I ask one last question? Who claimed this family heirloom?"

"It was me!"

At this moment, Jettanson stood up, intending to take the Death Scythe back.

Matthews took a deep breath, silently apologizing to the head of the Jettanson Family in his heart. This Sovereign Artifact was originally his, and he had already offered to trade a ninth-rank or Saint Realm Magic Beast Core for it. Since you are not sensible, then you can just go to hell.