But little did Ashara expect that even before his outburst of anger, Berken remained staunch and inflexible.

　　 "Your Infernal Majesty, I dare not offend you. But I will not sell myself short, either. Better than anyone, you understand that the value of those items is leagues above what I requested. If you won't make the trade, I'm sure others will.

　　 Lord Urzul may not have any interest in a Nether Law Seed, but a Death Seed, that's another story. To say nothing of Lord Talroth and Lord Dolgron. I'm sure one of them will see the reason in my price. Apologies if I offended you.

　　 I shall take my leave."

　　 Berken directly replied, to Ashara's stupor. Since when did mortals develop such backbones before their sovereign rulers? Or is it that having reached DemiG.o.d level filled Berken with a soaring wave of pride?

　　 But little did he know that his "appraisal" of the human race had already infuriated Berken no end. Even without Konrad's control, he wouldn't give him any face! Alarmed by the impending loss of a golden opportunity, Ashara promptly changed his tune.

　　 "This King understands your plight and will prepare the requested items. One moment."

　　 Ashara replied, then spread his G.o.d-Sense to destroy the 124 needed G.o.ds before bringing their bodies back.

　　 "This King has collected what you require. Let's complete a Mutual Obligation contract."

　　 Ashara offered, and Konrad was forced to admit that he was impressed. In less than a breath of time, Ashara slew one hundred Minor G.o.ds and twenty-four True G.o.ds, then brought them to his side, all without a sound. The might of a Legendary G.o.d was indeed beyond measure.

　　 "As you command, your majesty."

　　 Berken acquiesced and the two completed the contract, then exchanged the items. In an explosion of blood-colored light, a Blood Tablet and 124 G.o.d-Corpses appeared within the Merit Hall while the seeds vanished from Berken's hands to land into Ashara's.

　　 "The deal is complete. Farewell."

　　 Ashara declared after a brief glance at the seeds. Clearly, he was in a hurry to study and refine them! But as Ashara's figure vanished from sight, Konrad's lips curled into a smile.

　　 "What a pity. If I knew he would cave in so quickly, I would have been greedier."

　　 He muttered while restoring his true appearance.

　　 "A pity, indeed. Because from now on, we can never deal with him again."

　　 Gulistan chimed in with an approving nod. To deceive an Infernal King; throughout the Three Realms, who dared commit such a deed? Konrad really knew no boundaries. Now, the more she looked at him, the more pleasing to the eyes he seemed!

　　 Konrad stretched out his right hand, causing the Blood Refining Tablet to fly toward him. Meanwhile, the one-hundred Minor G.o.d and twenty-four True G.o.d corpses floated in orderly fas.h.i.+on within the Merit Hall.