First, Percival claimed the pile of loot from Mercius.
⸢Gold ore (x10)⸥
⸢Iron ore (x20)⸥
⸢Magic Herbs (x10)⸥
⸢Dragon Scale Plates (x50)⸥
⸢Swamp God Eyes (x7)⸥
⸢Dragon Fangs (x8)⸥
⸢Defense Buff Amulet (C-Grade)⸥
⸢Attack Buff Amulet (C-Grade)⸥
⸢Dragon Scaled Sword Hilt (B-Grade)⸥
⸢Health Buff Amulet (B-Grade)⸥
⸢Elixirs (x10)⸥
⸢15000 Mana Coins⸥
⸢10 Health Potions⸥
Percival went through all of them. It was a lot of loot. Killing Dragon beasts always rewarded lots of loot—a mechanism created to fit the lore of dragons and the hoards.
Percival noticed, however, that one thing was missing.
He looked up at Mercius. "You didn't retrieve the Beast Core."
The Soul Soldier stayed quiet, his blue eyes gazing into Percival's. Percival gazed back. It was like an unspoken and unseen information passed between them at that moment.
Percival nodded. "You think almost like me now," he remarked.
