In the cold moonlight, Emma appeared as if she were draped in a thin veil, her long blue hair flowing gracefully down her back. Her face was ethereally beautiful, aloof and proud.
But Charles had no interest in admiring her beauty at this moment.
Having lived two lives, Charles was all too aware of the reality—giving up a treasure he had fought so hard to obtain was something that left a bitter taste in his mouth.
"This is a treasure you rightfully acquired. I don't intend to force you," Emma finally broke the tense silence after a moment's pause. "However, as a water-attribute Beast Master, the Heart of the Ninefold Abyss is incredibly important to me..." She reached into her pouch and pulled out several items. "If you're willing, I can offer you other treasures in exchange."