章節 117: The Rich Heir of Darkness

The Paperman, a child version of Old Man Teye, walked in holding a plate and stopped in front of Karsha. He extended his hand, gesturing for Karsha to take the ring on the plate. Since the old man was dead, the Paperman couldn't talk and simply performed the task it was created for.

These Papermen were not like an undead army that perished with their master. Powered by Monster Cores, they remained animated until the energy inside the core was drained, even long after their creator was dead. The one standing before Karsha was one of the few Old Man Teye had made to carry out tasks even after his death.

Karsha took the ring from the plate, and at once, the child vanished from the room, giving Karsha his privacy. He looked at the spot where the child had stood for a few seconds, then turned to the chair where the old man had sat a few days ago. After a brief moment of paying respect, Karsha peeked into the ring, and to his surprise, he saw only three items.