The witch thought I am a Demon God-Chapter 37 - Ancient Books The Alien Appearing in the
Chapter 37: Chapter 37 Ancient Books, The Alien Appearing in the Cave_1
Chapter 37 -37 Ancient Books, The Alien Appearing in the Cave_1
At the mention of treasure, everyone gathered by the riverbank.
They looked towards the bottom of the river in the direction the old witch was pointing and found a square shadow in the middle of the river. This shadow bore obvious traces of human activity.
Because it was too square.
It definitely wasn’t eroded by the water.
Black Wolf got excited. “Ogres have a habit of accumulating treasure. I saw nothing in the cave earlier and thought it was because they had just moved in.”
“Turns out they hid the treasure beneath the dark river.”
Suddenly, he realized that extracting the treasure from the rapidly flowing dark river would be very difficult.
Moreover, with so many of them, how should the treasure be divided?
Ivita noticed everyone suddenly go silent.
He initially did not realize what had happened, only feeling that he was about to get rich, capable of hiring soldiers and buying horses. But when he noticed this eerie silence, he instantly understood.
It was a moment of reckoning.
What makes a team a team is not how armed they are, but their capability to share wealth and jointly shoulder responsibilities.
Now they were faced with the Ogre Tribe’s treasure.
It was time to test the team that Ivita had assembled.
How to share the benefits was a matter of utmost importance that every lord needed to learn.
Because if it was not distributed well, even if that person does not voice out, there certainly would be resentment.
In the long run, trouble is bound to arise.
Noticing everyone willingly waiting for him to speak, Ivita said, “Finders are keepers, we are all a team.”
“The treasure is surely to be shared.”
At this moment, Branthon came over feeling uneasy, saying, “Your Highness, I’m sorry. I didn’t contribute in the fight.”
“So, I won’t take any share of your wealth.”
“And I appreciate your assistance.”
“Now, what I want is just to find my sister.”
After saying this, he crouched on one side, starting to search through the bones on the ground.
Previously, Black Wolf said that most of the bones on the ground were from livestock, only a few were from grown-up humans, but there hadn’t been a thorough check.
Branthon feared seeing his sister’s bones but he was more afraid in case his sister had indeed ended up bones, he would miss and not be able to take her home.
Rayli also spoke out, “Master, I don’t need a share of the wealth.”
“Because I belong to you wholeheartedly.”
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Rayli bowed out conscientiously as he had not exerted much effort in the battle.
This left the old witch and Black Wolf.
Black Wolf said to Ivita, “Your Highness, I only want ten percent of the treasure.”
This was reasonable.
As a mercenary, he was entitled to the spoils of war.
Ivita understood; in this era’s war, the lords themselves carry the duty of allocating the spoils of war to their vassals.
The old witch opened her mouth, instinctively wanting to say that she wanted eighty percent, which had always been her habit.
Then, she immediately realized that Ivita was her Lord Demon God.
Next, she looked at Black Wolf and had to suppress her greed. “Your Majesty, I also only want ten percent of the treasure.”
Ivita nodded.
That was also reasonable.
Becuase the old witch was neither his vassal nor his mercenary, she… it was unclear what she was.
In any case, she was just following him.
She had contributed a lot before, so she has to be considered in the division.
The old witch said, “Black Wolf, cut off all the fingers from the ogres and the sacrifices.”
“The fingers of the ogres contain the spirits of the warriors they have killed, and with a little simple treatment, they can be used as a tool to summon disposable spirits.”
“If the quality is exceptional, they might be used as research materials for Spirit Mirror Divination.”
Ivita suddenly thought of it, right, the Spirit Mirror Divination required spirits of outstanding quality.
Miraculously, the materials were readily available.
The old witch claimed, “I will fetch the treasure from under the water.”
Black Wolf looked at her somewhat doubtfully.
“Don’t look at me like that,” said the old witch angrily. “You think I want to embezzle? No, it’s because out of everyone here, only I can breathe under water freely. Even if I stay underwater for an entire day, I won’t die.”
Black Wolf shrugged.
After dividing the work, the old witch began hauling up the Ogres’ treasure from the water.
And Ivita, to the best of his abilities, helped Branthon turn the bones in the soil.
As time passed, Branthon became increasingly agitated. “Nothing.”
“Absolutely nothing.”
“There is no trace of a little girl’s bones here. Could my sister really not be here? But how is that possible?”
“Where on earth did my sister go?”
Black Wolf put the five ogre fingers containing spirits into a sack. “The person raising the ogres specially chose refugees to feed them.”
“So, there definitely won’t be a little girl’s bones.”
“Refugees can do anything, they won’t run around with a little girl. On the journey, she would have been sold off long back, or eaten…”
Ivita warned Black Wolf with his eyes, preventing him from continuing and upsetting Branthon.
Branthon shook his head and gratefully said to Ivita, “Thank you, Your Highness.”
“But you don’t have to consider my feelings. She must still be alive. Since she is not here, she must be somewhere else.”
At this moment, the old witch climbed out of the dark river, throwing three rusty iron boxes onto the ground.
Instantly, things spilled out from the three iron boxes.
The first iron box had some unknown currency, but Ivita recognized them as silver coins and some gold coins, just that they didn’t seem like shillings or pounds.
Ivita was planning to study magic and needed a lot of funds. This pile of money was just the right pillow for his sleepiness.
The second iron box spilled a pile of swords. Although most of the swords were rusty, there were a few which laid among the pile of rust, exuding a faint glow.
And what fell out of the third iron box happened to be a thick book.
The cover was filled with a kind of pictorial lines. All the lines were connected and it was unclear what they meant.
The old witch ignored the gold coins and weapons, picked up the book and looked slightly surprised. “This is… an ancient book written in Epirus characters, with magic protecting it. Such ancient magical power, I have no idea which era or school it’s from.”
The old witch said, “Your Majesty, this book is enough for me.”
Ivita curiously asked, “Can you understand the text in this book?”
The old witch nodded, opening the book. “Hmm, the first page says – For our descendants to always be victorious, I have recorded in this book our fight and victory over the Ogre Tribe and the Sons of Forest, it contains knowledge for the perpetual victory of mankind, and I hope our future generations can see this.”
The old witch looked up, suddenly looking pale as she stared at Ivita’s back.
Unbeknownst to when, a woman sat crouched behind Ivita, looking at the stone wall with her head down, hair scattered, giving off a sense of horror.
