#77. The Black Merchants’ Identity

It was strange for Mimir to acknowledge his identity so readily when he had been trying to hide it all along, but Kim Jin-Woo remained calm.

“Speak.” He didn’t say much. He quietly released the power in his grasp and asked Mimir to explain himself.

“I’ll explain everything.” The imp, having barely been released from Kim Jin-Woo’s grasp, coughed dryly for a long time before finally picking himself up and speaking. “After the final battle, everything was a mess. The responsibility and pride that supported the Underworld disappeared, and all that remained were beasts blinded by their spoils of war. What could a mere Keeper like me do?”

Mimir referred to that time as a barbaric period when dignity and pride were hard to find without lowering one’s standards.

The Usurper had established the Noble hierarchy and distributed the Power Fragments to those who had helped him drive out the nine Lords, and the Lords’ stashes had all been raided in the process.

The Eternal Treasury was one of them; thus, Mimir couldn’t help but lament that he had failed his mission, saying, “The best I could do was grab some of the most precious treasures and run away before the Usurper’s forces...