“Are you talking about ‘Greedy Seekers?’”Riley's heart raced. They had participated in the infamous underground auction in Las Vegas, where stolen national treasures attracted royals and leaders. Access required over 100 million dollars just for a ticket, and Juliana had leveraged her connections to get them in.‘Why does Mason want to know this now?’Mason’s voice cut through his thoughts.-I’ll keep this brief. Attend the auction this month, acquire specific items, and locate a person named IB—Ivan Blast. Find out what he’s buying.-“......Ivan Blast? Who is th—”Mason interrupted him.-If you don’t find him, make sure to inform me. But if you lie about seeing him, I will kill you.-“Could you at least tell me who Ivan Blast is?” Riley shot back.-If you understand, meet me at Moonbucks Cafe by Delway station. I’ll provide a list of the items you need.-“Damn it! Who is Ivan Blast?!”“No need for you to know.”“Hey!”“This is business now. I’ll pay you based on the quality of your

Yuri felt his heart pound in his chest as he realized something was terribly wrong. His magic items—his most prized possessions—were missing. Panic started to creep in. He patted his pockets, his jacket, even his belt, but nothing. They had completely vanished. *How could this happen?* His mind raced as he tried to piece it all together.He had already lost the person mentioned in the prophecy, and now his magic items were gone too? Desperation gripped him, and sweat beaded on his forehead. It felt like the situation was spiraling out of control, slipping further and further from his grasp.‘What is going on?’ Yuri thought, his pulse racing.Suddenly, a memory from a few days ago hit him. It was that brief encounter with Mason at the convenience store. Mason had casually picked up his ID, which had supposedly “fallen” from his pocket. Yuri had found it strange at the time. Something so secure, something that was always tucked away safely, falling out like that? It hadn’t made sense.‘

Mason’s powerful aura overwhelmed the dagger, forcing it to submit as it screeched in pain. "You filthy human!" the magic item’s voice hissed, echoing in Mason’s mind, a sound only he could hear.But the defiance didn’t last long. Within moments, the dagger’s resistance crumbled, and the once menacing red aura around it disappeared. The blade, which had been raging with fury, now fell into an eerie silence.*It’s done.*Information from his spy system flashed before him, revealing details about the subdued magic item."Ebon Steed’s Basicd Dagger (C-Grade: Common-Grade-Limited )"- Remaining s (862/1000)Mason chuckled to himself. A mere C-Grade magic item had dared to resist him.*So, this is one of Ebon Steed’s weaker versions.*Ebon Steed wasn’t just a single blade, but a line of magic items, ranging from lower-tier C-Grades to the legendary A-Grades. This one, being a C-Grade, was clearly a lesser magic item compared to the one that had created this Crypt.Narrowing his eyes, Mas

Mason was momentarily taken aback. He vaguely recalled seeing a message earlier about the mission’s reward being distributed once he left the Crypt. However, he couldn’t help but feel confd by the entire situation."Am I going to receive an item, some experience, or maybe even money, like in a video game?" Mason md, struggling to fully understand what was happening.Right on cue, another message appeared before him."Before receiving the reward, please take time to carefully choose."" Your Chosen Path "-Way of BalanceThe prompt was peculiar, causing Mason to furrow his brow in confusion. His sharp instincts, however, quickly kicked in, and he grasped the meaning behind the choices—it was asking him to choose between control and connection. Instead of feeling surprised, he felt a wave of irritation. The timing of the message was suspicious, appearing just as he had been contemplating the balance between control and harmony. ‘Is someone trying to test me?’ Mason wondered, reminded

Mason smiled with murderous intent at Sasaki, noticing the Future Diary. Despite her disguise, Mason recognized Sasaki and found her too heavy on makeup. Planning to eliminate her as his enemy, Mason prepared to use Muramasa. When Mason reached for Muramasa, Sasaki unexpectedly asked to be his fan, causing confusion among them all. Mason questioned her, leading Sasaki to backtrack and close the sliding door.The restaurant was silent as Sasaki slid the door shut behind her. The soldiers lurking outside tensed in disbelief. “What is she doing?!” one of them hissed. “Why’d she close the door? We can’t see a thing now!” Hidden in the kitchen and behind tables scattered across the dining room, the soldiers exchanged frantic whispers. “Is this some secret plan? Could this be Colonel Mouri’s orders?” “Maybe she’s trying to distract the Korean. Seduction tactic, perhaps?” “That must be it. Sasaki’s loyal to Japan—she’s probably thinking about the greater good. There’s no way she