Byrne picked up the coffin catalog and began leafing through it carefully. Although Alfred had bought the Millerton Bereavement Care Company, he had neither interfered with its management nor requested any changes. The more it retained its original character, the better-it would make it easier for the young master to "purify souls."
Thus, this coffin catalog was the original edition too.
The coffins in the first half were priced at ten times their purchase cost, leaving ample room for discounts that could give customers' bargain-loving family members a tremendous sense of achievement and satisfaction;
The coffins in the second half used extravagant materials and carried outrageous prices. They existed purely to raise the establishment's profile. Not one had sold since the business opened, and they were still waiting for a sucker to take the bait.
As Byrne browsed, his attention settled on the second half.
Soon, he pointed to a sober black design. "I quite like this one."
Kallen glanced at it and nodded. "Mm."
Byrne added, "Could I order an extra coffin?"
He asked very casually, but Kallen still caught the deeper meaning.
"For whom?"
"My son."
"Too expensive."
"The price is all right." Byrne pointed at the listed price. "There are quite a few zeroes, but the currency listed afterward is rael. Well, even if it were Order Vouchers, I could afford it."
"You can't buy it."
"Ah, I can't? There's a quota?"
"Yes. Only one slot for you."
"I suddenly feel a little touched."
Kallen took the coffin catalog and folded that page in half.
The twelve coffins had long since been prepared. Designed and built by Old Saman, they could nurture spiritual power. Although the embedded formation patterns could not be changed, customizing their appearance was no trouble.
Kallen stood up. "I'm going out tonight. I'll