Chapter 5: Shhh, don't let them know I like gold (Iv)
I opened the door to the room that was given to me. It was a simple guest room, draped with luxurious curtains and sheets. They were even a small desk with a mirror standing across the bed.
I couldn't help but examine everything. My hands unconsciously slipped in my pocket, and I popped in a gold coin in my mouth like candy. They were even a small closet and an empty chest. I walked over and sat down in front of the large metal chest and opened it to see if they were anything inside.
Nothing.
I decided that this was going to be my personal chest. I didn't want anyone to rummage through my clothes, nor did I want people to steal from me. With my hands against the metal part where a lock should be, I tried using one of the skills that I had. Metal Manipulator.
I wasn't quite sure what to do or how to activate it.
"Metal Manipulator," I called out. Nothing.
Scratching my head, I tried touching all around it, hoping that something would happen. Even still, nothing transpired. This time I carefully examined the chest. I imagined a lock appearing before me with a simple combination key that only I knew. Though what happened in front of me was genuinely unexpected. The whole metal chest melted into a puddle. A second later, the metal morphed and changed into a bit smaller chest with a three different combination lock.
What the hell? I cocked my head confused. I felt a massive drain of energy escaping from my body. Once again, I popped in another gold coin and felt a bit of my energy come back.
Click. Click. Click.
The chest opened, and a message appeared in my mind.
Magical Chest
Created from dragon magic, this chest can not be opened without unlocking all three locks. Number lock, blood lock, and a key. It can magically store a large amount of items in the chest. No one can move or touch this chest without the owner's consent.
A key appeared onto the ground, and I picked it up. I pulled out a bag of gold coins and placed it into the chest neatly. Taking out a handful of coins, I put it back into my pocket. Closing the chest, it automatically locked by itself.
Well then, my deed was done in finding a unique storage space that I did not know was even possible to recreate. I got up and pulled out the gold coin in my pocket and popped it into my mouth. When I turned around, I noticed Phil standing in front of the door staring at me, crunching the gold in my mouth.
I'm done for.
"D-d-did you just eat that gold coin?"
Though I'm surprised that he did not see me changing the chest but instead just caught me eating a gold coin.
"I'm not sure what you are *crunch* talking *Gulp* about." Complete fail. I couldn't help myself from the sweet taste of gold in my mouth that it just naturally happened.
"You did it! I know you did." Phil glared towards me. Without any fear that I might be some kind of monster, he grabbed my hands and pulled it towards him. He pried my hands open to see a single gold coin in hand. "See! I didn't see things!"
"Calm down. You're getting too excited." I brush his hands aside. The cat was out of the bag, and the only thing to do was act naturally. As if that was easy enough.
"How are you eating gold like it's some candy? Wait, does it even taste good?" Phil asked curiously. I could tell they had no sense of fear but more of wonder.
"Yep. It tastes great, though I don't think it would be even possible for you to eat it. It's metal, you know."
"I wasn't going to try."
"So, why haven't you asked the million-dollar question?"
"Million dollar question? What does that mean?"
"That's," I stopped myself realizing what I had said. In this world, people don't have any form of currency in dollar bills and instead still used gold. "What I meant is why haven't you asked me why I am eating gold?"
"Oh. Well, I was a bit too taken aback to see you munching on gold that I forgot." He lightly blushed in embarrassment. "So, why are you eating gold?"
"Skin problem." I bluntly replied with a straight face.
"Huh?"
"Just think of it like this. My body has been cursed, especially my skin. So I need to eat gold to replenish it to its healthy look." I showed him my arm, but he stared at me with confusion.
"I never heard an elf eating gold before. You must be some special kind of elf to be cursed...That means you must have accumulated a lot of wealth." Phil was silent, looking at me warily.
"Well..." I didn't want to indulge in any more information. I only met Phil for four days now. Him finding out my secret of eating gold was something I did not expect to be dropped like a bomb so quickly.
"Here." Without thinking, I handed him a gold piece in his hands. "You can have this."
Phil looked down, confused. His demeanor changed, and he quickly turned angry. "I do not need gold to stay silent. You can keep it." His voice rose up in a fury.
"Sorry. I didn't mean no disrespect." I took back the gold coin and instead popped it into my mouth like it was nothing.
Ah~ The sweet, savory taste of gold in my mouth could not beat any sweet that I know of right this moment. If I could, I would eat more, but I needed to hold back and keep an ample amount if I wanted to stay for two years. Right now, I only had enough for one year.
Phil started uncomfortably. He saw me just eat the gold as if it was candy. "That look like it hurts." His anger was abated and instead was amazed at what I just did.
"No. It melts like chocolate in my mouth."
"Chocolate? You say some strange things, you know."
"You don't know chocolate?" I gasped in shock. There was no chocolate in this world at all? The thought horrified me. I love apples, but the next second favorite treat was chocolate. This was a sacrilege. I needed to find out if they were any sweet shops around here that even had one. "Just think of it as some kind of candy."
"So you are a noble, aren't you."
"No. I told you I'm not." This was going in circles again. Does he not get it?
"But you know only nobles have the wealth to indulge on sweet things and even have Ancient Draconic coins. Not only that, you eat it like it's nothing. That means you must have a large stash somewhere."
He had a sharp mind, though they were one incorrect thing. I was not a noble but a dragon. Telling him that I was a dragon sounded like trouble brewing in the making. Was this the effect of Double Trouble or just my bad luck? I didn't know, but I was getting a headache.
"Please keep this a secret."
"I will. Though what would you do for me?"
Why this little brat.
"What do you want?" I crossed my arms.
"Three favors that you can not disobey later down the line."
"It got to be reasonable."
"I understand. I will hold up my end as a gentleman."
I couldn't help but eye him suspiciously. The things this guy can come up with could be dangerous if I'm not careful. I made sure to steel myself for the possible problems that he might bring up to me later down the line.
"Fine. Three favors it is."
"Great." Phil stuck out his hand to shake. I reluctantly grabbed it. How I wish he took the gold instead of asking for favors that I could not go back on. All of a sudden, I felt a rush of energy from his hand. An electric shock ran throughout my body. "The contract is complete."
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