When Did I Become An Artifact Dealer?!
Chapter 99 - 100: Sent By the Hollow Accord?

Chapter 99: Chapter 100: Sent By the Hollow Accord?

"That sounds like a major headache." Mr. Rosen, who was listening, felt exhausted. What’s more, Quill was the one tasked to solve it.

Mr. Quill was really drained this time. He ate the crab with relish, but he also heard gossip about what was happening on the other side. "Blue Beard went crazy again? I heard it from the purple-haired missy."

"Yes. It was a mess. He went crazy at a meeting and it took a lot of void users to restrain him," Mr. Rosen sighed, full of pity. "He is getting older... The toll of losing his only child is starting to show. Just as people thought he had already moved on after all those years, it doesn’t seem to be the case." Blue Beard was just hiding it. Now that he had gone unstable, it was clear he had never recovered after the loss of his child.

Mr. Quill went silent. It was obvious that he was also thinking about the tragic fate of Blue Beard’s daughter.

...

While Mr. Quill and Mr. Rosen were lamenting, Cail started messing around again.

Following the thread from the ring, he realized there seemed to be a dug-up underground tunnel beneath the hotel.

Cail found a bench in the corner. He was thinking about what to do. Should he enter the underground discreetly or just directly collapse the entire hotel, burying the people underneath?

"I should just enter discreetly... I’m planning to act low-key now, so I should stop acting grandiose." He gave up his impulse—a rare moment. The thread was just sending him underground and not to the exact location. But Cail had an idea.

He cloaked himself with his void energy. He had seen the "staff room" near the stairs a while ago. It looked abandoned, and the door handle was wrapped in chains.

Cail walked toward it and tested it. It seemed like he was lucky this time. The moment his hand touched the chain, he felt a wave of void energy coming from it. After infusing his own void energy, the enhanced chain became an ordinary chain, breaking after he exerted force on it.

After gently removing the chain from the door, his luck seemed to end, because despite his caution, the moment he opened the door, he was greeted by a man wrapped in black clothes.

The man seemed to also be taken aback by his own presence but didn’t attack first. He sized up Cail. "Who are you? What are you doing here?" His hand was already touching his weapon.

Cail saw his hesitation. His initial plan was to find a member of the organization and then stun them. Depending on their getup, he could strip them of their clothes and pretend to be a member. But if that plan wasn’t valid, then he could just torture the person he captured to squeeze out some information.

But this guy... He seemed too sane? Cail was already used to seeing cult members act like deranged beasts. Obviously, the mark on the man’s clothes signified that he was a member of the Hollow Accord.

Cail leaned on the doorframe, his mind wandering. He planned to test his guess. "Didn’t you guys call for backup? The artifact is acting uncontrollably. I’m here to deal with it." Of course, Cail’s basis for this was his ring.

The reason why the man didn’t attack immediately was because the alarm they had placed on the chains didn’t sound. There were two reasons for that. First, it was a member of theirs who entered. Second, someone stronger than the team member entered the room.

Either of those two was not something that a little henchman like him could deal with. Hearing that the newcomer was here to deal with the artifact, the man sighed in relief. It was good that it wasn’t the second possibility.

"I’ll tell the leader." The man took a glance at Cail before melting into the ground. Reporting it to the higher up is always the best choice. He doesn’t want to become a cannon fodder.

Cail stared at the place where the man vanished. "That was a unique exit." But it seemed like what was attracting the ring underneath was also an artifact.

After a few minutes, the man resurfaced again—this time with another guy. The new guy looked very intimidating. Messy hair, rough stubble, scars that spanned across the entire left side of his face, and a permanent menacing grin on his face.

The man was very tall. Taller than Cail. Mind you, Cail, despite being only 17, was already around 6’0", and he was still growing a bit. It was probably because of his height and always-cold personality that not many could really guess his exact age. This messy-haired guy seemed to be almost 7’0". He towered and almost reached the ceiling.

He wasn’t lanky-tall—the guy had bulging muscles that looked like he was overdosing on steroids.

"I told my Lord that I already got everything under control. Why did they still send you here?" the gigantic man said. His voice was pretty much uniform with his figure: deep and grumpy.

Cail didn’t panic. "He asked me to check just to make sure. A stable artifact acting like that all of a sudden warrants concern. And this... ’under control’ of yours, I don’t think that is something reliable, I believe?" Panicking now would only prove that he was a fraud.

The giant laughed. "You higher-ups are really wishy-washy. As long as the artifact is usable, it’s fine." He didn’t take the artifact going crazy seriously.

Cail crossed his arms. "You don’t own the artifact, big giant. If that breaks or something else happens to it, your enormous head wouldn’t be enough to pay for the weight of how important that artifact is." He looked calm on the surface, but one wrong move and he would summon the gun in his space and shoot.

Despite his big size, the leader wasn’t purely brawn. He looked at Cail, then asked, "How can you guarantee that you were sent by the organization?"