Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted

"I thought its horn looked really beautiful and would sell for a lot, so I did dig it up..."

"Cut the nonsense. So where's the horn now?"

Loren did want that thing badly, and even if the merchant realized it, it didn't matter — right now he was a piece of meat on the chopping block with no right to haggle.

"I used it to bribe one of the guards when I was dragged in..."

"Hurry, take us to identify that guard!"

The Bishop could hear Loren wanted that item, and grew even more attentive.

"Yes..."

Realizing he had a chance to get out of prison, the merchant became a little excited.

Immediately, the Bishop ordered all the guards to assemble so the merchant could point someone out. When the merchant was brought out, one guard's eyes flinched; sure enough, the merchant identified him.