Owen seemed to think of something, and he turned to Davis, Henry, and the others, as well as the dragon-kin, smiling as he said,
"All these treasures and the items I have in storage—if anything catches your eye, feel free to take two items each. Consider it my thanks for your loyalty and for any lack of hospitality during my and Leslie's wedding."
Upon hearing this, the gathered mages burst into excitement!
Those who had come following the nine great factions were all at least god-tier in strength, and at this tier, each possessed some form of treasure.
Under normal circumstances, they would never voluntarily give up such treasures, but to save their lives, the gods of Middle Earth had indeed handed over some remarkable items, and everyone was now eyeing them greedily.
The dragon-kin, naturally fond of treasure, were even more ecstatic, cheering and roaring in excitement.