Chapter 316: The Pope Wants to Buy Grain from Us? _2

"I was thinking the same, Lord Anthony, your affairs are my affairs. I'm stressing about this..." Silver Coin started to blabber again.

"I owe you a favor." Anthony, of course, knew that this crooked merchant was scheming and quickly interrupted him.

"You're too polite, my Lord. I've instantly consulted the Great Sage. He refused. He said he wasn't lacking money, didn't want books, doesn't eat fruit, isn't interested in pretty boys or beautiful ladies, doesn't need slaves..."

Anthony was suddenly in pain - this was someone who desired absolutely nothing.

Dealing with the Undead has always been notoriously difficult. For me, it's better. I started as a human who reincarnated into an undead. Although I've lost interest in eating and drinking, my interest in entertainment has increased because it's too boring.