Eric's reaction made Max chuckle. He reached out and ruffled his hair.
"You can use them to decorate your room, or exchange them for something you like."
Not even in his wildest dreams could it be this absurd.
In that moment, Eric completely understood the original owner of his body. Being treated so well, who wouldn't be moved? But he couldn't accept it.
The few low-level magic cores Michael had given him as toys were one thing, but this was practically Max's entire fortune. He shook his head, intending to return the pouch to him.
"I can't accept this, it's too valuable."
Max grasped his wrist tightly: "Why is it that you'll accept what Michael gives you, but not what I give you?"
Ahhh, oh my goodness, they're completely different! Michael's gift was for placating a child, but this... isn't this the legendary bride price? Bringing your entire fortune to ask for someone's hand...
