With a nod, Alfred summoned shadows to extract several dozen Lamwolite stones.
Despite removing so many, the soft glow in the corridor remained unchanged—so densely were the crystals embedded.
Both Miaomiao and Marcus beamed with delight, proudly admiring their new treasures.
Even Michael was handed a small handful, about ten stones.
"A belated engagement gift, if you will. I'll prepare a proper one on the wedding day, of course. Ha ha."
Michael accepted them with care, his thoughts drifting to Astrid's elegant neckline.
He imagined crafting something beautiful with the pearls he'd acquired from the lake temple and these Lamwolite gems.
"Thank you, Grandfather."
Alfred chuckled contentedly.
To think—they had arrived at the resting place of the Radiant One, dismantled the sacred system painstakingly built by their enemies, and now even taken the divine ornaments.
Nothing could be more satisfying.
At the end of the long descent, they arrived at a vast, dome-shaped chamber.
