Capítulo 854: Mediation

Gansdore looked timidly at Saruman and offered a box. Obviously, he was not optimistic that this thing could move the heart of his lord.

After receiving the box, Saruman's eyes flashed. He caressed the surface of the box with his fingers and wondered:

"The residual aura on this box, why...does it feel so familiar?"

Saruman slowly closed his eyes and traced his fingers across the surface of the box. The back of Saruman's hand had a lot of wrinkles, but his palm had skin that was smooth and delicate. A series of intoxicating and crazy words escaped Saruman's mouth.

"Ah, wait, such familiar dark aura, such frustrated howling and anger.... It's like the feeling of that guy called Dwar! But how is he related to this box?"

Saruman immediately opened the box slowly - he seemed to be guarding against possible magical traps - and then he frowned. The box was empty!