Gift [2]

Carl placed a relatively small bag on the desk and opened it.

"What is this?"

"I destroyed the statue of the blood-sucking gnoll."

"Well, indeed. That's pretty interesting."

Azgoth nodded slowly and looked straight at Carl with a mysterious smile.

At once, a huge feeling of intimidation weighed down on Carl's shoulders.

Unlike before, Carl's shoulders were shaking.

However, Carl soon proudly puffed out his chest, looked directly into Azgoth's eyes, and spoke without wavering.

"I will use Hillpin to good advantage."

"Do you have the ability to control it?"

"It's already mine, so what's the problem?"

"Everything in this empire belongs to me. Nothing can belong to anyone else."

"Your Majesty, it's not like you can live forever, and isn't this something you'll pass on to me anyway?"

Azgoth also smiled at what Carl said with a smile.