Hainarsen gently placed the crimson armor and the box down.

Amidst the swirling dust, these two items appeared exceptionally rustic, enveloped in mud.

The three of them curiously gathered around, staring at the armor and treasure chest covered in dust and wear marks. They looked at each other, their eyes filled with doubt.

These two items look as if they were just dug out of the ground.

No wonder Cocotte mistakenly thought Helnathan had gone grave robbing.

"Whose ancestral artifact is this?"

Lia couldn't help but think this.

This family is really unlucky; their grave was dug up by a bear-man.

Her gaze fell on the gaps in the crimson armor, which were filled with dark soil.

The armor itself was covered in the marks of war, and Lia couldn't help but examine it closely.

Although the treasure chest beside it was covered in dust, the patches of crimson-gold radiance seemed to still tell a story of ancient glory.

Lia began to make her own plans.

These antiques are still worth at least a sum of money on the market.

But she quickly thought of something more important:

"Helnarson, where's Victor?"

She remembered that it was Victor who had asked Helnathan to leave with him, saying that the two of them had something to take care of.

Now Helnason is back, but Victor is nowhere to be found.

Halenason turned around and calmly said to Leah:

"The head of the family will be back soon."

Leah shrugged, nodded, and sighed helplessly.

"Alright."

I wonder where that guy went again. Why is Viktor always so busy?

but……

"These two items, Viktor asked you to bring them back?"

Lia looked up and pressed for an answer, her gaze fixed on Helnason.

Hailnason hesitated for a moment before speaking:

“These are from the tomb of the former head of the family.”

“The patriarch asked me to take him there; I think he needs this.”

Upon hearing the words "in the former patriarch's tomb," Lia frowned.

He stood there like a statue for a moment, then took a good while to process what Helnersen had said.

"Um?"

Holy crap!

Father's grave!?

Cocoy was right; the two of them really did go grave robbing.

Grave robbing is one thing, but why rob your own family's grave?

At this moment, veins were bulging on Lia's forehead.

She could only feel a flame shooting into her heart, her chest burning, her head heavy, as if it were filled with lead.

Viktor, oh Viktor, you're really something.

They wouldn't even spare their own father?

She tolerated everything Victor did, but this was the only thing she could tolerate.

Why did they have to rob their own father's grave?

No, you can't rob anyone's grave!

Lia stomped her foot and angrily uttered a sentence:

"When Viktor comes back in a bit, tell him to come to my room!"

Then, pointing to the armor and the treasure chest, she said:

"Put these two things...into my room first."

Since it was taken from the tomb, it was naturally her father's keepsake, and Lia dared not leave it lying around.

Especially since there might be something else inside that treasure chest.

Haile Nathan responded in a booming voice:

"I see."

He bent his broad back, picked up the treasure chest and armor again, and walked slowly toward Lia's room.

Lia sighed, turned around, and saw that the two elves, Kokot and Vinya, had just turned their heads away.

"I'm sorry to have made you two laugh at me."

Kokote is alright, after all, he's one of our own employees.

But Vinya is just an elven friend, so naturally she still needs to be taken care of.

However, both Kokot and Vinya had extremely serious expressions on their faces.

Especially Cocotte, who stared at Helnason's departing figure and waved to Leah, signaling her to come closer.

Leah moved closer to Cocotte, and heard him speak to her mysteriously;

"Hmm... I have a feeling there's something wrong with that treasure chest and armor from earlier."

Be careful yourself.

Lia was a little confused, but she nodded nonetheless.

But he didn't think much of it.

What danger could there be with just an armor and a treasure chest?

...

Night fell, dispelling the twilight glow, and the stars twinkled in the sky like countless bright diamonds, sparkling and shining.

Liya had just walked from the bathroom to the bedroom and changed into a comfortable set of pajamas.

The armor, predominantly crimson, stood silently in a corner of the room.

The mysterious treasure chest, which Lia had wiped clean and shiny, was placed quietly next to the armor.

Lia sat on the edge of the bed and curiously approached to take a closer look.

She is now also starting to wonder what kind of magical things are buried in her father's tomb.

Just as her little hand was about to touch the surface of the treasure chest, Kokot's warning appeared in her mind again.

Her irresistible curiosity made her even more hesitant.

"Never mind, let's ask Viktor when he gets back."

Lia yawned and rolled onto the bed.

In the end, drowsiness triumphed over curiosity.

She rolled onto the bed, pulled the covers over herself, and did it all in one smooth motion.

...

The heavy, dark purple restraints that had been pressing down on Cerberus began to shatter under its fierce resistance.

Its powerful limbs drive rapidly spinning gears, and steel and bones together support its massive body.

It moved nimbly across the raging inferno on all fours.

Orange afterimages intertwined with flames and mist.

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