In short, there was nothing for him to lose. Even though Midas was bursting with curiosity and interest, he purposefully put on an indifferent expression. It was a very easy task for him to separate his outer appearance from his inner feelings.

“I expected this to be your response.” Zich shrugged. He didn’t seem surprised, as if he had expected Midas’ response.

‘He really isn’t a normal swindler,’ Midas thought as he maintained a calm expression.

Zich raised both of his hands. “Fine, it’s my loss. I’m the one asking for a favor, so I’ll tell you everything necessary.”  

Midas was surprised to hear Zich back down so easily. But Zich simply took the wine bottle in front of Midas and drank it directly. It enraged Midas to see Zich gulp down a bottle worth six months of a peasant family’s living expenses like a barbarian. Still, he pushed down his anger and drank the wine in the glass he was holding.

Slam!

Zich roughly slammed down the wine bottle on the table. About half of its contents were gone.

“This is some good wine!” While licking the remains on his lips, Zich looked for the wine bottle’s logo. “Pornine! Haa, you drink such an expensive wine! As expected...