Kapitel 316: How Not to Protect a Craftsman (4)

The archer swallowed hard. "I... I found a ruler in a nearby house. It looked ancient but ornate. I kept it, thinking it might be valuable. Y-you see I-I need mana c-clusters…"

Sebastian laughed loudly. There weren't fangeds around, so he didn't care about making some noise.

However, that laugh made his captives shiver with fear. He searched through the archer's things and quickly found the ruler the man was talking about.

His breath caught in his throat. <Yep. That's the real deal…>

The craftsmanship was unmistakable—this was Palin's work. The style mirrored that of Anna's pendant. Of course, this might be the result of a copycat, at least in terms of style, but how many people could say they were able to replicate Palin's artifacts' same effects?

<I'll tell you. None.>

Sebastian burst into uncontrollable laughter once again. The guards exchanged terrified glances, unsure if their captor had finally lost what clear little sanity he possessed.