An Extra’s POV

"I still think it's a waste, though..." Esme commented as she watched Rey use Magic to shove all the treasures within the room they were currently into his Grand Inventory.

This was the Treasury, and just like the Ground Floor and Boss Room, it was incredibly large.

It was definitely bigger than the Ground Floor, but not quite matching up to the Boss Room. Hence, somewhere in the middle.

As one would expect from its name, the incredibly spacious area was packed chock-full with treasures and riches beyond count.

'This is another proof Adrien wasn't involved. If he was, all of this would be gone by now.' Was Rey's first thought when he and Esme entered this place.

A lot of Miasma-filled Enchanted Items were present, all looking like well-crafted weapons.

If the soldiers at the Front Lines were to equip weapons and Items like these, they would be unstoppable.

'The issue is the Miasma, and while I could purify it by washing it with Mana, it'll sort of ruin its corrosive effects.

The advantage of having Miasma-based weapons was the added damage. Removing that would just make it lose its luster.

'Well... I'll think of that later!' It was with this mindset that Rey simply poured all the Items and treasures within the Treasury into his Grand Inventory.

Thankfully, the Miasma they exuded didn't get in the way of his Skill function. However, just in case, he created a separate compartment within his Storage Space so he could store them without any dangers to the rest of his Items.

While still going through his process, Rey heard Esme's remarks and turned to her.

"What is a waste?"

She simply shrugged, seated while folding her hands and watching him.

"The Skeletal Dragon... you said you had a Necromancy Skill sometime ago, right? Why didn't you place it under your command or something?"

turning them into Undead; then controlling those creatures of abomination. However, they

on the quality of their Skill, Class,

their Magic was stronger than what Magic the weaker Undead was under, they could even hijack control

chance to make a Dragon Lord--fallen or not--his

answer was simple--he

to do so many times, but nothing worked. I was surprised myself, considering how much weaker he was to me

and perfectly mixed the

"Yet it didn't work..."

Esme rubbed her chin as she processed Rey's response. "And it

remember correctly. None of them

understand why it

did it in front of everyone. If I could get such an ally,

Dragon as a minion would be problematic

to deal

kind of Illusion on everyone present,

failed." He shrugged. "It is what it

Esme's furrowed brow and her slightly concerned demeanor was a

a little frustrated that he couldn't get his desired subordinate—wasn't as hung up

gave his

only mere vestiges left, or maybe too much time had passed since his death. I actually don't know much about Necromancy, so… I really can't

ask Ater later, so he wanted to take the whole thing off

was done with the treasury, he clapped

to teleport back to

but

it his hideout

lot has happened over the past week. I just want to lie down on an actual

he was also only at 50 percent since his other

feel comfortable leaving my social life with that thing.' Rey nearly