Seeing the finger pointed at me, and the silence that followed, I couldn't help but look at the Marquis strangely. "You want me...?"
I smiled before shaking my head.
"That would make the deal unbalanced. I'm worth far more than what I've required."
While my words did sound arrogant, I knew my worth. Besides Delilah, there was probably nobody else in this room who was worth more than I.
On the outside, I was a new graduate from Haven, nearing the seventh tier. My progress was just as fast, if not faster, than Delilah's in the past. I was also an extremely capable emotive mage, and I had connections with a Prince from another Empire.
On paper, I was already worth quite a lot.
That was without factoring in the bone of a Primordial-Ranked creature currently in my possession. I also had two Destroyer-Ranked pets, and a Terror-Ranked will. One that belonged to a Dragon.
There was also the Eye of Oracleus, the mirror, the sword...
