Just as Alan stood up and stretched his body a little, strange runes emitting a faint blue glow slowly lit up around the opaque gauze-covered windows.
Immediately after, a magical screen formed entirely from a dense concentration of water element began to manifest in the center of the confessional room.
Within the screen, a short man with a pointy face and crafty eyes—clearly the cunning type—was shouting energetically to those around him.
"Greetings, everyone! I am Isaac, the presiding bishop of the Church of Steam and Magic, stationed in Ironblood City!"
"All processes of today's exchange will be overseen by me personally. But let's be honest—none of you came all this way for the ordinary trinkets that you can find just anywhere, am I right?"
"Exactly! In addition to the usual magical artifacts available through the exchange, we've prepared three exclusive surprises just for our distinguished guests today!"
