As his thoughts stirred, Cyril nodded slightly to acknowledge the other person.
"Sure, but I'll need something of equal value in return."
After a brief silence, the person continued.
"I have two Mystical Items I could trade you. One is a one-use item, but it's extremely powerful. It can unleash enough force to destroy a building in a short time."
"The other is a Mystical Item that lets its user communicate with and control the Undead. It can use different spirits to perform all kinds of magic and create various supernatural phenomena. It's quite versatile, but its negative effects are also extremely dangerous."
Cyril leaned forward a little, putting on an interested expression. "Could you tell me more?"
The person in the hood and brown mask nodded slightly.
"The first is a severed hand. You just throw it when you want to use it. The second is an eyeball. You have to replace one of your own eyes with it to use it, and your body will gradually die the more you use it."
Could that severed hand have been taken from a Rose Bishop or a Shepherd? This guy's up to no good.
An eyeball that has to replace one of my own is a pretty bad deal, too. It's something from the God of Death Pathway. If I put it in my body, even without using it, the aura of death would probably make me age unnaturally fast and then die.
Cyril pulled his thoughts back and shook his head, rejecting the offer to trade items.
"Sorry, those two items have too many limitations. They'd be no practical use to me. I'd still rather trade for cash."
The person fell silent again. After a long while, he finally spoke in a hoarse voice.
"If you're willing to wait