“Treasure?”

Klever revealed a pile of gold coins. Strewn throughout the pile were a considerable number of swords and armors seized from countless soldiers that Klever had defeated.

“How did you do this?”

Klever had a gaseous form. It would not have been able to hide this amount of treasure without using some sort of magic. Klever began explaining in a panic.

“It’s one of my abilities. These are all the treasures that I have collected over the years. Please accept these and spare my life.”

Henry could tell it was a sincere plea. After all, Klever’s offering was certainly appropriate. On the other hand, it was also baffling. Klever’s interests did not lie with gold and trinkets, but in a strong host like Carter.

“Why did you collect these treasures? They are of no use to you.”

“They’re just loot. As I said, these are useless to me, but collecting loot allows me to satisfy my lust for collecting to a certain degree…” Klever said sheepishly.

It was a terrible reason. These treasures were not enough to win Henry over anyway. He had been quite wealthy in his previous life, and he was not one to be swayed by a pile of treasure of this size. Instead, something else aroused...