I swallowed hard when I heard my master's words. Although his voice was captivating, his chilling punishments sent shivers down my spine.
Before I could respond, my master threw a small white bag tied with a golden cord at my feet.
Then roots sprouted beside me, turning white and forming a beautiful chair on which my master sat.
"In that bag are 100 high-level demon pills, 100 medium-level pills, and 100 low-level pills. They were made by me, so you can imagine that their quality is better than any other pills. Out there, demon pills are the currency of exchange."
I took the white bag, somewhat confused after hearing my master's words. But shortly after, he continued.
"You wanted to see the outside world, right?"
I nodded, because it was true, but at that moment I was hoping to relax a little.
