139. Guilt

The four students neared the mountain of goods.

They all had an amazed expression as they looked at the amount of wealth piled on the ground.

Errol was the first to speak.

"Just the value of these Obsidian Credits is more than a million! And there are more than a thousand inscribed items!"

There was some greed in his eyes as he kept staring at the rewards.

'This is only the reward for one layer and it is worth a ridiculous amount of money. Isn't it way too much for just three hundred rank 3 magical beasts?'

Noah thought while keeping his eyes fixed on the items.

With the exception of their value in Credits, there was nothing that really interested him.

Errol, on the other hand, neared a big metal mace with many runes on its body.

He swung it a few times and then inspected it carefully.

After a few minutes, he nodded happily and raised his head to look at the others in his group.

"No one minds if I take this?"