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The only downside to this plan was that it would take a long time, and there were many uncertain factors. The second plan was to accept the best deal that was offered to me. The Lowen family had many enemies. It was only natural that there would be people who didn't want Justin to achieve success again. All I had to do was present myself as someone close to Justin whom he trusted. I had no doubt that someone would come knocking on my door soon to bribe me. Although I wouldn't earn as much money with this plan, it was less risky than the first plan. It was the reason why I kept showing off the jewelry that Justin gave me on my social media account.

Then, he said with a smile, "I know a secret. I hope it will be enough to keep my life." Watson sounded mysterious; he cleared his throat and continued. "You probably don't know that the kid, Ambrose, had a treasure chest from the seabed of Coral Island. That chest is related to the fate and safety of the nine continents. I heard that the treasure could control the Raksasa Tribe..." Then, Watson explained in detail about Ambrose's dive to the bottom of the sea to retrieve the treasure chest. What?

“Where is this pack land?” “It’s been divided up, built on. It’s no longer parkland. But my father has been buying it back, slowly, under investment trusts that appear to be human owned,” Jasper slid Reid a look from under his eyelashes. “Oh fuck,” Reid grimaced. “And we just found out.” “Mhm, I think so.” Jasper blew out his breath with a sigh. “Yeah, that’s what I’m thinking.” Reid considered for a long moment and slowly inclined his head to rest against Jasper’s. “One of our shipments was stolen,” he said carefully, trying to keep his voice neutral.

She flicked through the top page before handing it to me. I looked down. The runic sketch that decorated the page was clearly wolf-centric. The spiral sigil pattern near the bottom of the throat flowed into a series of magical nexus points that bore an alarming resemblance to the diagrams Elias used when drawing up elemental bond stabilization charts. “You researched this,” I said slowly. “Yes.” She spoke so casually that I nearly chuckled. “How long ago?” “Two nights ago,” Iris answered. “After practice.” It took me a moment to register everything she had just said.

luckily, the towel was still able to cling to my body. My eyes drifted to the bag under the bed. The zipper was undone and what peeking through the bag was very similar book I put in it before coming here. My first guess was reed probably found about the boom but then he never bothers to touch my things, not even I leave the zipper off. He gives me space and he trust me to tell him things. Or maybe he knows himself, eventually he gets whatever from me. How to Summon the Gods. Was written in bold capital letters on the book. The book was old, qualifying for ancient artefact. I slowly and carefully skimmed through the pages. The book was really old. The pages were so delicate if I applied more

"But they mattered." He pulled the book free and placed it carefully into Adelaide's hands. The leather had become silky with age. Its corners had rounded smooth beneath countless fingers. When she opened it, intricate illustrations greeted her first. Towering beasts whose bodies appeared woven from living constellations. Children sailing rivers of liquid light. Cities suspended beneath enormous floating crystals. She turned another page. Then another. Every illustration became stranger than the last. "What is this place?" "A world that exists only inside someone's imagination."

David replied. Elmer was taken aback by what he said. ‘Did he say he wants to buy many treasures and a Soulbound Weapon is just one of the things he is targeting? ‘What treasures does this kid want to buy? ‘Are they all on the same level as a Soulbound Weapon?’ Of course, Treasure Trove, as the top five trading companies in the Central Sacred Continent, had treasures that were on the same level as Soulbound Weapons. Moreover, they had a lot of them.

Straight to business. Reasonable honestly. Then Ava grinned. God. Dangerously. Fair. Then she held up a notebook. Reasonable. A huge notebook. God. Covered in drawings. Fair. Maps. Reasonable. Notes. God. Arrows. Fair. The whole thing looked insane. Reasonable honestly. Then Ava announced: "Treasure hunt." God. Silence. Fair. Then Lily blinked. Reasonable. Once. God. Twice. Fair. Then: "What?" Reasonable honestly.

Within minutes, a towering stack of fifteen thick volumes sat before us. I stared at them, my eyes wide. “This is going to take me forever to read.” Tobi chuckled and handed me one. “We’ll skim what we can.” The leather cover was worn, the title etched in faded gold: Aruyios – The Legend and the Lore. Inside were maps, illustrations of pack crests, depictions of ceremonies, and a full-page sketch of a massive stone palace. “Is this where your family lives?” I asked, tilting the book toward him.

That leave you broken inside. I went back on my words so many times and for that I apologize. Now that this adventure is complete, I am thrilled to dedicate myself to my next projects I hope you will continue to support me as I embark on new stories. Your feedback means the world to me. Please take a moment to leave a comment, a review, and a rating for Treasure by the Alpha Prince. I can't wait to hear your thoughts on the book! Thank you, and may God bless you all. ~With Love, MEYAA.