The current Black Merchants’ auction wasn’t much different from the previous one. The imps and beasts in the auction were just as lively as ever, as if they were living in a separate dimension from the rest of the Underworld that had fallen into chaos over the past year.

“I’ve been expecting you.” The guide seemed to have been waiting for Kim Jin-Woo in advance, and his face was oddly familiar.

“You’re…” Kim Jin-Woo trailed off.

“Yes. Once upon a time, I was greatly indebted to you, my Count.” The imp that was scratching its head in embarrassment was the same imp that had stolen Kim Jin-Woo’s sister’s wedding dowry. It wasn’t that shocking to see it as part of the Black Merchant’s procession, but what caught Kim Jin-Woo’s attention was that it had changed drastically in the past year.

“So, you’re a girl, huh…” Kim Jin-Woo murmured inadvertently. An imp’s proportionately chubby body was unavoidable due to their characteristics, but seeing the imp’s full bosom and curvaceous features, he was somewhat taken aback.

The imp guide tilted her head. “Sorry? I didn’t hear you.”

“It’s nothing,” Kim Jin-Woo said.

The imp immediately grew suspicious, and she came up to him and spoke a few words. “Are you uncomfortable when I call you Count? I hope you can understand that I’m under orders to call you by your glorious title.”

Although Kim Jin-Woo had frowned at the surprising...