Sylas didn't show much of a reaction, only glancing down the page and then flipping to the next. One would have never thought that he knew Professor Fembroise at all.
Everything about his actions was perfect.
"What's the deal?" Sylas asked, still looking through the files. Everything he saw, his mind seemed to soak in like a sponge.
The documents seemed to have everything. Name, experience, evidence of their corruption, and it was all capped off by a letter grade from C to S in terms of threat level.
C. B. A. S.
According to this grading system, Professor Fembroise was actually an A Grade threat. Sylas had already been through about 40 names, and among them, only two others were classified at that level for a total of three.
Sylas' hand paused before he could hear Mortimer's answer.
Professor Broussard.
This was the marine biologist that had had a conflict with Cassarae's mother. Sylas already knew that he was a traitor, but this information... and his rating...
'S.'
"The deal?" Mortimer chuckled. "I can give you a million F Coins per C-level Threat, ten for a B-level, a billion for an A-level, and a hundred E Coins for an S."
Sylas looked up. "Not enough."
Mortimer paused. He had expected a lot of responses, but this was certainly not one of them.
A million coins? Ten? Sylas didn't care for that paltry sum to begin with. A billion was decent enough, but ultimately, to Sylas, this booklet of names and information was far more valuable than the monetary compensation, and that was a telltale sign of something quite obvious...
Mortimer was trying to take advantage of him.
As for E Coins, Sylas truly didn't know how valuable they were. But what he did have was simple logic.
He had yet to run into anything that he could even use E Coins on. That meant that he would have to convert them to F Coins for them to be of any use.
As any person who had ever converted currency in their life would tell you... the one benefitting the most from the conversion would almost certainly be the party doing the conversion itself.
On a planet that didn't even have a market for E Coins, whatever E Coins Sylas got here would likely sit in his system inventory for maybe even years before he got around to making use of them. Either that, or he would have to take a huge loss.
He would much rather have something that he could use right now.
"Is that so? Then what do you want?" Mortimer asked.
"Two things. Aether Stones and Portal Maps."
"Hm..."
Mortimer leaned back in his chair, a puff of smoke coming from his cigar. He had expected Sylas to ask for the moon, but once again, the young man surprised him.
The request was very reasonable...
And very smart.
"What kind of Portal Maps do you want?"
"You have the locations of these targets. I want clearly marked and outlined paths to make it from the Appalachians to their last known locations. In addition, I want one clearly marked path to each continent."
"Alright." Mortimer nodded.
"As for Aether Stones, I will only take payment in Gold Grade stones. Set your price based on that."
Mortimer paused.
It seemed that Sylas knew his worth well.
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