Linley, seeing how Bebe was acting, sighed to himself. “Nisse is a fine girl. But her big brother Salomon is…even if we went outside and met with him, the rift between us will still persist.” After all, Salomon had actually shouted arrogantly for Linley to be killed.
“Right. They are discussing the fortune of the Boyd clan once more.” Linley raised his head. More voices were once more coming down from up above.
The cavern was extremely hot, but the people in the cavern were talking animatedly there.
Inigo looked at Salomon. In a cold voice, he said, “Lord Elquin, this Salomon does have the talisman of Lord Aiken, but that only means…that Salomon and Lord Aiken have some sort of a relationship. It doesn’t necessarily mean that he gave the fortune of his clan to Lord Aiken!”
Salomon’s face was sinister. Inigo chuckled. “What’s more, Lord Elquin, do you actually believe that Salomon would be able to bear with parting with such a fortune and give it to someone else?”
“No, I don’t believe it!” Elquin laughed calmly as he looked towards Salomon.
Salomon grew tense anew. Was he really going to be forced to reveal his final card?
Salomon said in a resolute, clear voice. “I’ve already made it clear. I gave my clan’s fortune to Lord Aiken, using this fortune in exchange for Lord Aiken’s trust. Lord Aiken has instructed me to go to the Rainbow Prefecture to take care of a major undertaking. If you truly kill me, then once Lord Aiken finds out, then…hmph!”
Elquin let out a disdainful sneer.
Inigo snickered as well. “Salomon, Lord Aiken is powerful, but he isn’t so powerful as to be able to see the future. If we were to kill you and destroy your corpse and all evidence, how would Lord Aiken know that it was we who killed you?”
Salomon laughed calmly. “Right, right. I understand. The chances of Lord Aiken finding out are very low, but if he really were to find out, then you two would be finished. I can tell you clearly that the amount of money I have on me is less than ten billion inkstones. Can it be that for the sake of ten billion inkstones, you would be willing to incur the anger of Lord Aiken?”
“Ten billion inkstones?” Inigo said with a snickering laugh. “Who would believe you?”
Elquin stared at Salomon, then suddenly said, “Salomon, give me your interspatial ring and let me inspect it. If it truly is as you say, then I’ll let you leave. What do you say?”
“Fine! Let it be as you say!” Salomon said clearly, but who would have thought that just as he agreed, Elquin would continue. “Oh, and also your interspatial belt. Give it to me for an inspection as well. I almost overlooked it. I didn’t expect that your belt is also a storage device!”
Interspatial storage devices could be made in the shape of rings; naturally, they could be made into other things as well.
However, because rings were convenient, interspatial rings were extremely common.
“Belt?” Salomon’s face changed.
Elquin and Inigo, seeing the look on Salomon’s face, began to laugh. Clearly…Salomon’s interspatial belt most likely contained the fortune of the Boyd clan.
“To give Lord Aiken face, all I will do is inspect your interspatial ring and belt. If it truly is as you say it is…then I will let you out.” Elquin smiled as he looked at Salomon. “I think…that my attitude is already very good.”
Given Elquin’s level of power, how could he not have noticed that Salomon’s belt was special?
“What, are you afraid to take it out to show us?” Inigo snickered.
By Salomon’s side, Nisse was beginning to worry for her big brother as well. Although in her heart, she still felt a bit of rage towards her big brother, no matter what, Salomon was still her big brother.
“Big brother…” Nisse said softly.
Salomon’s gaze turned sharp. Looking at the cat-holding Elquin and Inigo, he said, “Mr. Elquin, I truly don’t want to be enemies with you, but you continue to force me. Fine, then. I will show you the fortune of my Boyd clan!”
Elquin and Inigo’s eyes lit up.
“Indeed, he is carrying it on him.” Elquin said to himself, and Inigo chuckled softly. “Lord Elquin, I told you long ago that this Salomon wouldn’t be able to bear giving his clan’s fortune to Lord Aiken.” Elquin smiled and nodded approvingly towards him.
At the same time, they both stared towards Salomon, seeing what he was going to take out.
But their features instantly froze. They stared in astonishment at an item held within Salomon’s hands.
“Do you see it? This is the entirety of the fortune of our Boyd clan!” Salomon was holding a single black drop of water within his hand. He laughed coldly as he looked at Elquin and Inigo. “I imagine the two of you should both know what this is!”
“Sov…Sovereign’s Might?!” Inigo stuttered.
Elquin’s face had become exceedingly ugly as well.
Salomon stared at the drop of black water in his hand. His gaze became unfocused, and he said softly, “Right. This is Sovereign’s Might! A liquid drop of the power of a Sovereign. I trust that when combining this drop of Sovereign’s Might with my own profound mysteries of the Laws, I will have enough power to kill the both of you.”
Elquin and Inigo’s faces were very unpleasant.
“How do you have Sovereign’s Might? Could it be…Aiken?” Elquin instantly understood.
Salomon said softly, “I didn’t lie to you at all. I really did give my entire clan’s fortune to Lord Aiken. In addition, Lord Aiken previously owed my Boyd clan a favor. I gave that astonishingly vast fortune to Lord Aiken, and asked Lord Aiken to help me refine a drop of Sovereign’s Might! Thus…this is the entire fortune of my clan.”
Sovereign’s Might was divided into types as well.
Earth, fire, water, wind. Darkness, light, lightning, Life, Destruction, Death, Fate.
“Although every single inkstone and azurite contains within it an extremely, extremely miniscule and almost negligible amount of Sovereign’s Might, when countless inkstones and azurites are put together and refined, in the end, a single drop of Sovereign’s Might can be forged!” Salomon said softly.
Sovereign’s Might in gaseous form would naturally dissipate. Therefore, it had be refined into liquid form.
A drop was the smallest stable amount.
However, a single drop of Sovereign’s Might required the consumption of an astronomically large sum of inkstones and azurites. More importantly…it was extremely hard to refine Sovereign’s Might!
“In the entire Infernal Realm, there are very few experts capable of refining Sovereign’s Might. Fortunately, Lord Aiken has this ability.” Salomon said as he looked towards Elquin and Inigo. He didn’t want to take out this Sovereign’s Might at all. This was his one and only backup.
Once he used it, he would be unable to advance his plans. How would he, a single Highgod by himself, be able to resurrect the Boyd clan?
But even if he didn’t use it and if these two let him leave, the news that he had Sovereign’s Might would definitely spread out.
Every possible outcome was a bad one for Salomon!