"This is what you found valuable? A present that was worthy enough to disturb me?"
The question was posed by one of the two marquis of the Gold Coin Federation. It was the current Darc Marquis, Rayson Darc.
He looked at the little crystal bottle, his eyes glistening with unhappiness. "A bottle of gold meta-allergy medicine… Could this make a godly weapon sharp? Or could it give me an indestructible body? Or, is it tasteless and colorless, so that it couldn't be discovered via poison testing magic?"
The fat man, who was now bowing before him, was covered in sweat, partially because he had been running the entire way there, and partially because he was just nervous. He knew that this master that he served was short-tempered and would easily get angry if he was disturbed while enjoying his leisure time. However, he also knew that, if he didn't send the precious medicine to him at this very first moment, he would be in bigger trouble later.