―Kung.

The door of the treasury closed behind Theo, cutting off the golden light pouring in from the hallway. It was probably wise that he had received the king’s permission to enter the treasury. The glow of precious metals and the treasures piled higher than the height of some men caused even Theo to feel in awe.

“Hah, it will take me around three hours to look through everything.”

However, this impression only lasted for a moment. Theo was upset about having to spend hours searching through the mountains of gold. He couldn’t neglect a wedding gift, but he didn’t know anything about women’s accessories. Thus, he was forced to lean on someone’s advice.

[Please believe in me, Master! There might be a difference in trends between generations, but the aesthetics of the human species can’t be that different from how they were during the Age of Mythology! Magic King Solomon also entrusted the selection of his brides’ gifts to me!]

Lemegeton’s ego, Ars Goetia, emerged like this was the culmination of its existence. Theo was a bit nervous. After all, Goetia was more than three thousand years old. However, he couldn’t...