The Mind Demon King, Shaki, had actually collected an entire warehouse full of Fragments of History?
Caelan could not help drawing a sharp breath inward.
It had to be said—Shaki's wealth was frighteningly vast.
If he could take all of those Fragments of History away with him, he would obviously be able to gain a much deeper understanding of the secrets of this world, perhaps even reach the ultimate truth itself.
But it was equally obvious that Shaki was only bringing all this up to lure Caelan into her trap, step by step.
Caelan narrowed his eyes, a faint smile appearing on his face as well.
"So what exactly do I need to trade in exchange for them?"
At Caelan's serious question, Shaki froze for a moment. Then she covered her lips and burst into laughter, trembling with delight.
"Hahaha, you really are an interesting one!"
As she spoke, Shaki moved right up beside him and gently breathed a warm puff of air against his ear.
