Chapter 44
"You're telling me each of these vials costs ten million yen?"
The calm voice belonged to a young woman seated elegantly on a snow-white leather sofa. Draped in lavish white garments and adorned with jewelry that shimmered even under dim lighting, she radiated class. Her striking pink eyes gave away her identity—Clara.
They were on a luxurious cargo ship sailing through the northern continent's waters. Across from her sat a bald, muscular man known as Slon. Once a notorious drug lord, he had served several years in prison. Upon release, the world believed he had turned over a new leaf—especially after awakening a rare B-rank skill and being hailed as a "reformed" hero. In truth, his operations had only evolved.
Now, instead of drugs, Slon was one of the top underground distributors of Cursed Serum.
Clara's eyes scanned the table lined with vials—over 300 of them—but her tone remained composed as she asked, "Do you have more of this so called power booster?"
