Chapter?358 Already In Hell, Yet Still Courting Death
Shortly after the draconian female clerk left for some time, she returned with a bespectacled lizardman, who has the strength of Late-stage Spirit Consolidation.
"Greetings, Esteemed Sir," the bespectacled lizardman greeted Albion with refined manners.
"I've heard the details from my female clerk, and I apologize on her behalf for not knowing better," the bespectacled lizardman apologized humbly before gesturing him to the stairs, "Please follow me upstairs to the VIP floor, Esteemed Sir."
"Alright," Albion nodded.
As he followed the manager and walked past the draconian female clerk, she quickly lowered her head in apology to him again.
Her expression revealed deep regret for her uncouth manner.
'Money makes the world go around, huh? I guess the Netherworld Realm isn't an exception to this saying,' Albion silently thought with amusement.
Shortly after ascending the flight of stairs, he arrived on the luxurious second floor, which had been decorated to suit the aesthetics of the wealthy.
Then, the establishment's manager led him into a private room with a pair of chairs and a table in between.
After they took their seats, the bespectacled lizardman kindly requested, "May I inspect the high-grade Netherite you wish to exchange, Esteemed Sir?"
"Sure," Albion nodded.
He placed the lump of Netherite on the desk before the bespectacled lizardman closely inspected it, even tapping the side of his black spectacles a few times.
Evidently, it was a spiritual tool for analyzing special minerals.
"It truly is a high-grade Netherite, and of such size as well; this is quite the rare sight," the bespectacled lizardman confirmed the Netherite's quality with surprise.
Shortly after, he placed the lump of Netherite on a scale-like spiritual tool and weighed it.
"This lump of Netherite can be processed into 307 high-grade nether coins, making it valued at 307,000 low-grade nether coins. How would you like to spend it, Esteemed Sir?" the bespectacled lizardman politely inquired.
However, Albion didn't answer immediately and simply glanced at the bespectacled lizardman, making the person feel awkward instead.
Seeing the bespectacled lizardman have nothing to add, he finally spoke, "You should know that if this lump of Netherite is processed into nether coins, then it indeed has a value of 307,000 low-grade nether coins."
"However, nether coins are the most basic use of Netherites. A lump of high-grade Netherite this big will naturally have better uses elsewhere, so do you think I would really believe it is only valued at 307,000 low-grade nether coins?"
Once that was said, the bespectacled lizardman smiled awkwardly, "It seems I won't be able to get this high-grade Netherite at minimum value... In that case, I'll take it for free after I kill you!"
The bespectacled lizardman's humble expression abruptly turned malevolent in the next instant, fully committed to robbing Albion.
It was impossible for an Early-stage Spirit Consolidation dark elf to possess such a large lump of high-grade Netherite through legal means, and he wasn't even an official resident yet.
Thus, killing him will have no repercussion if the news isn't spread.
Albion watched the bespectacled lizardman manifest his strong soul at the Late-stage Spirit Consolidation and attempted to rip out his soul with it.
Bzzt!
Alas, the bespectacled lizardman touched upon that which should not be touched upon and died under its terrifying power of annihilation.
Ding!
<You have killed a grade-5 nether spirit>
<You have gained 43 EXP>
<Your soul depth has improved>
The system notifications alerted after the bespectacled lizardman's soul got obliterated by the 10th Tribulation Lightning.
Albion was at a loss due to the little gain.
The EXP from nether spirits could not compare to dead souls of the same level despite both getting obliterated by the 10th Tribulation Lightning.
"Haiz, you're already in hell. Why do you still have to court death?" Albion shook his head helplessly while staring at the lifeless body seated opposite of him.
"No doubt, showing off my wealth is the same as inviting others to rob me. But you failed to check whether I could be robbed or not properly."
Suddenly, he heard a series of hurried footsteps before another bespectacled lizardman burst into the room and stared at his twin brother's corpse seated in his chair.
"Y-you killed him!"
"No, he killed himself," Albion calmly corrected while seated in his chair, pouring tea for himself before offering to the other side, "Tea? Oh, I guess you can't answer since you're dead-dead."
"I'm going to kill you and avenge my brother!" the second bespectacled lizard roared furiously.
"It's best if you d--"
Bzzt!
The second bespectacled lizardman attacked him with his soul and died to the 10th Tribulation Lightning before Albion could finish advising him otherwise.
"Haiz, another one bites the dust," Albion sighed after listening to the string of system notifications again.
After enjoying a short moment of silence to himself, he casually uttered, "Seen enough yet?"
A few moments passed before a human-like turtle with a walking stick dispelled his invisibility spell from the corner of the private room.
The dead bespectacled lizardman was shortly kicked out of his chair before the human-like turtle took his seat opposite Albion.
The turtle was at the Early-stage Spirit Manifestation, but such a level didn't concern Albion.
"When did you notice?" the turtle asked.
"The moment I entered the room," Albion casually replied while leaning back on his seat with his legs crossed and sipping on free tea.
"How should we settle this account?" the turtle asked while glancing at the two dead bodies on the floor.
"Why are you asking me? Do you wish to join them, Mr. Manager?" Albion nonchalantly shrugged.
"I came to get my official identification done, yet I suffered two unprovoked attacks by your appraisers. Don't you think I should be asking you how we should be settling this account, hm?"
'You don't look like you suffered at all...' the turtle's lips twitched.
Nevertheless, it shortly apologized to Albion with a nod, "You're right. This is indeed our side's fault for not managing our people well."
"How about this; I'll purchase your high-grade Netherite at 600,000 low-grade nether coins as an apology? A lump of high-grade Netherite like this usually only auction for 500,000 low-grade nether coins."
The turtle made his offer.
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