After placing all his treasures in his inventory, Nox dusted his hands as if he had just finished taking care of the trash. He looked around, and after seeing how clean everything looked, he grimaced and felt pity for whosoever owned these treasures. Nox briefly thought that they might belong to the Royal family since this was technically their island.
However, Nox didn't really give a damn about it. Only 0.001 percent of people in the world would stumble across such fortune and leave it untouched. In fact, Nox believed even that 0.001 percent would be tempted to ste— I mean, claim these bountiful treasures for themselves.
"Well, if it belongs to the Royal family, then it's the perfect revenge for slaughtering all those innocent commoners five years ago," Nox smirked with an evil glint in his eyes. "And if it's someone else, then bad luck for them."
