CHAPTER 320

Dusty stealthily entered the guild building, expecting there to be tight security. However, all he found was an old man mumbling something in his sleep.

“What’s this? They have the dragon king’s item, and they’re this relaxed?” Dusty frowned. “Are they that confident in their abilities, or are they just that stupid?”

Nevertheless, he kept his guard on and traveled in the hall while using the objects as his cover.

He saw Sercy who was loudly talking at her reception desk.

“I’m telling you that I will buy those lands!” Sercy was shouting. “Sell me those infested lands, you bastards! If you do that, We’ll become ghost-venerers for you and clear three dungeons of your choice in the next year. How does that sound?”

“Five dungeons for three years is okay for me.”

“Three years is too long, and five dungeons is too much,” Sercy said. “Three dungeons and one year is final.”

When a dungeon breaks, the nearby lands and environment get corrupted. This would cause the value of that land to drop, e