"Treasure vault?" Herag asked with some interest, "Does your treasure vault have any good items?"
"Of course." Baron Hu En was quite proud, having great confidence in his own treasure vault.
Herag mused, "Then, I hope your treasure vault can satisfy me."
His words were rather blunt. Though wizards couldn't slaughter regular folk en masse, killing a few was still overlooked.
Count Hu En nodded nervously, but then, thinking of the numerous treasures in the vault, gained some confidence. "It should satisfy him," he thought.
Herag extended his hand, placing it above Count Hu En's wound.
The dark energy particles in the wound began to disperse, and Herag slowly absorbed these energy particles.
Hu En felt an odd sensation; the wound seemed a little better, less itchy and painful.
Since Herag was paid for his services, he didn't settle for half measures, meticulously absorbing all the dark energy particles from the wound, leaving none behind.
