Can an Enemy Become Salvation? (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 142

One of the nobles who had been with Hallan began speaking with a pained expression.

“I heard the news. Lately, the amount of monster cores and their byproducts being traded has noticeably decreased.”

“It’s not just that. Even stolen goods traded in the shadows have suddenly become so heavily policed that obtaining them is now as difficult as plucking stars from the sky.”

All of them had profited handsomely since starting businesses related to monsters. They’d grown even richer by reselling cheap or low-quality items at inflated prices.

Surprisingly few people truly understood monsters, and anyone who heard something came from a monster would foolishly assume it was precious and rush to buy it—so there was never any fear of exposure.

Thus, they’d recently expanded their operations recklessly, and now that materials had become unavailable, it was only natural that they were in dire straits.

Yet at the moment, they couldn’t even discern the reason, making any solution utterly impossible.

Everyone was merely stomping their feet in frustration while suffering losses.

‘Damn it. Nothing goes right anymore—not since that woman appeared.’

Hallan was blaming everything on Ivenel when, by sheer coincidence, he spotted her approaching.

Intending to vent his anger, he once again gathered his men and blocked her path just as he had before.

Ivenel, who had hoped to start another pleasant day, instantly lost her smile the moment she saw the figures blocking her way.

‘Of all the vast Imperial Palace, why do I keep running into these people so often?’

She’d thought things had been unusually quiet since her return—she never expected to encounter them on such a fine day.

“It’s been a while, Duke Hallan. And the rest of you as well. This is the first time we’ve met since that council chamber.”

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