The Fruit of Melfario on Arias’ hand looked like a precious gemstone on a pedestal. Its skin sparkled beautifully when reflecting the sunlight that shone through the opening in the ceiling. It should be called a jewel of the forest rather than just a fruit. It gave off a faint, nice smell that gently reached Arias’ nostrils. As he held the fruit, he could clearly sense the magical power imbued within the fruit he was holding. Its magical power was more than even that of all the quartz at the bottom of the pond combined and more than any demoncore Arias had in his dimensional ring. Not counting the Shadow Demon Sword, it deserved to be the most valuable item that Arias owned at the moment.