Just as the golden light appeared, the golden box moved. In an instant, it turned into white light and disappeared into the holy light.

“Damn…” Pale Dragon couldn’t help but curse. At the same time, he was also feeling endless regret. If they had come to the Plaza of Holy Light at the very beginning, then he wouldn’t have given three capsules of the Count’s Seat to those three pigs he wasn’t even familiar with! But if he hadn’t given it to them, then the Count’s Seat wouldn’t be able to be auctioned right now!

What about now though?

The last of the Count’s Seat had been ruthlessly collected by Vatican City! Who was he supposed to argue with? Was he supposed to argue with the living Pope before the House of Corvinus’s Prince had awakened?

“Fuck…” Bloody Moon also cursed lowly. All the present Counts gazed hotly as the box flew away. Bloody Moon and Pale Dragon were genuine peak military powers of the West. In the Plaza of Holy Light, the Counts didn’t dare to defy gods.

Despite this, Pale Dragon, Bloody Moon and everyone else forgot about the gold box in the next second. This was because… a faintly...