You Never Know Who Stands Behind a Seemingly Honest Person
The moment a scroll half a man's height appeared in the middle of the scene, the air fell silent.
Lor stared wide-eyed at the half-man-tall scroll beside him. His lips trembled as though he wanted to say something, but in the end, no words came out.
The Higher Evil Spirit and Attendant IV, who had been fighting moments ago, completely forgot they were in battle. They simply stood there stupidly, staring at the half-man-tall scroll as if they had been struck by a paralysis spell.
The Higher Evil Spirit was fairly familiar with Mimosa.
It knew that Mimosa was very wealthy!
As for exactly how wealthy, the Higher Evil Spirit had no concept of it at all.
But the scene before it gave the Higher Evil Spirit a rough idea.
Compared to the higher series, who were somewhat familiar with Mimosa, Attendant IV's knowledge of Mimosa remained limited to vague rumors.
Wealthy, timid, harmless.
In summary, those were the three points.
Attendant IV had always dismissed the rumored Mimosa with disdain.
Wealthy?
In Giant City, it was not as though money could truly let someone do whatever they wanted.
Attendant IV had always firmly believed that.
Especially as he grew stronger and stronger, he looked down on people like Mimosa from the bottom of his heart.
What use was having so much money?
If one could not clear dungeon worlds, there was only death waiting ahead!
So when this mission appeared within the organization, he accepted it without hesitation.
He believed capturing Mimosa would be effortless.
Because he was strong enough.
But the scene before him made Attendant IV's scalp tingle, and he began to question life itself.
Why were there so many scrolls?
And they were all high-grade scrolls!