章 872: No Slap?

(MC POV)

Surprisingly, the giant vault door was not locked at all. You'd think that something holding various priceless artefacts would at least have a locked door after all the traps or something.

But nope, the giant, golden double doors of the vault swung inwards with a loud groan when I tried to push it, allowing us to step past them without any other problems.

Behind those ancient doors was the exact image of what you would expect to find in a vault: piles upon piles upon piles of gold and precious metals alongside various antiques and other treasures.

I could sense the swordsman and swordswoman taking a step towards the gold before quickly stopping themselves. At least they were still aware of their positions which I believe was brought about by the fear of us killing them more than anything else.