"A wizard wearing a Crow Mask?"
The Sin Eater murmured the black cat's words, then raised a hand to touch the mask on his face. In a very soft voice, he replied, "Of course, of course... news about mysterious organizations has always been the hottest commodity on the market."
"How much can it sell for?"
The black cat failed to notice the Sin Eater's tone and eagerly counted on its claws. "Those guys are very formidable. I think it's worth at least three jade coins..."
Three jade coins meant thirty Gold Beans. If this deal went through, after paying Mammon's interest, it could still make quite a bit for nothing.
"If the information is true, then three jade coins is indeed not expensive." The Sin Eater studied the black cat before him with considerable interest. "By the way, there probably aren't many people who know about these wizards wearing Crow Masks..."
The black cat suddenly came to its senses. The tip of its tail instantly stiffened as it tried to look nonchalant. "Oh, I'm an employee of the Trident Sword Archives. I saw a confidential report... it mentioned those Crow Mask-wearing people..."
It suddenly felt rather troubled.
It could neither reveal its identity nor tell them anything about the crows. That was truly difficult, to the point that it briefly considered fabricating some information—of course, fabrication and falsehood were two different things. It merely intended to present some of its deductions as facts.
But the Sin Eater's next sentence immediately made it abandon that notion.
"I have two True Word Incantations here. Which one would you like to use?" He opened his spellbook, drew out a Quill Pen, and reached into his robes to feel around. "Hmm... wait, I didn't bring any white jade today... so you only have one