Evelyn took the baby fenrir saying that the cub needed a good wash, and Hawa left saying that she needed to unload her luggage. Left alone, Chi-Woo took the goods out of his bag one by one. The first item he took out was the silver and blue ingot that shouldn’t exist in the middle world: the reliquia. Then there was the Canine Fang from the Mad Moon that he got from the surviving member of the fenrir species, Hurodvitniru; next was the Core of Solitude made by sacrificing the five king candidates who held the essence of nature, including the tree, water, fire, and so on; and lastly and most unbelievably, the breath of the dragon that was currently inside his body.

—Oh! Are you finally going to do it?

Philip said enthusiastically.

—How exciting. I wonder what you’ll get. You needed not just one but four unbelievable materials. That must mean something.

It was as Philip said. Each of the materials was a world treasure that would be hard to get even with millions of gold. They expected a weapon of a mythical level to be produced at this rate, or perhaps something even greater.

—I can’t wait any longer. Quickly go see Goddess La Bella! I’m curious.

Philip egged Chi-Woo on. Chi-Woo felt the same as Philip and kneeled on one leg. He gathered his hands together, bowed his head, and prayed with his eyes closed....