They all call me Great Master

This horn is huge.

From outside the secret chamber, just a portion of it was enough to obstruct most of the view, preventing one from seeing the rest of the items inside clearly.

Of course, that wasn't the most important thing.

The most important was that the moment Arthur saw this horn, his Spirituality stirred, showing him a—

Dragon!

A crimson dragon soaring through the sky!

Its scales shimmered with a luster akin to magma!

When it raised its head, it overwhelmed all creatures.

When it lowered its head, its breath was unleashed.

Flames and wails.

Fierceness and Death.

It was once the theme of an era, as well as the symbol of that era—thriving in the Golden Age, a time far preceding the rise of human empires.

Its offspring revered it as the 'Wings of Blazing Flame'.

The people of that era named it the 'Flame Catastrophe'.

In the war between dragons and elves, it alone halted the 'High Elf's' assaults wave after wave, buying precious time for the Elders' Council held by dragons on 'Dragon Island'.

Even though...

Seriously wounded!

A team consisting of a Twin-Blade Dark Elf, a Hammer Dwarf, a Cunning Gnome, and a Treacherous Human ambushed it.

Its Fresh Blood poured all over 'Delsarte Fortress'.

A treacherous human with a long spear even snapped off its horn.

With wails, it fled 'Delsarte Fortress'.

It would surely return.

It sought revenge.

At this moment—

It's opportunity had come!

Arthur had not touched the Dragon's Horn, yet he had already felt so much; the young Southern Lost Spirit Medium couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"The Ainhars Family's collection really amazes me."

This hyperbole contained not a single drop of exaggeration.

Arthur was completely sincere and heartfelt.

The Dragon's Horn!

One of the important arcane base materials for his Ascend Step promotion.

Also, a material long extinct from the world.

Originally, Arthur wanted to ask Grandma Susan to see if the Countess of South Los's treasury contained such an item—Arthur had great confidence in the collections of the nobles.

The mentality of 'others don't have it, but I do' was vividly embodied in the nobles.

Indeed, he was not mistaken.

Before he even approached the Countess of South Los, he found it in the Marquess of Ainhars's treasury.

'I still underestimated the nobles!

As the rulers of an era, their wealth...

Is beyond imagination!' thought Arthur, as his eyes turned towards the Marquis of Ainhars, who wore a slight expression of pride.

Facing Arthur's praise, the Marquis stood up straight and declared.

"This was obtained by my grandfather, the ancestor who founded the Ainhars Family, during an adventure—it was The Holy Court's laboratory at the time, belonging to a Cardinal. However, this Cardinal strayed further and further on the path of toying with little boys...

Furthermore, he pursued eternal life.

He hoped to use the blood and organs of boys to help himself."

He discovered a method for eternal life in a notebook from 'Tower of Mist,' which involved replacing his own blood and organs with those of the young to achieve immortality.

Maddened by this discovery, he immediately attempted it.

The experiment was successful, but his power dwindled to a tenth under the new flesh and blood.

In the end, that place became known as the 'Evil Wizard's' laboratory.

At least that was its reputation.

In the end, it was conquered by my grandfather."

The Marquis roughly explained.

When he spoke of what the Cardinal had done, he showed undisguised disdain.

Arthur agreed with him.

The decay of the Holy Era was uncertain when it began, but most believed it started with the discovery of the bishops' peculiar hobbies.

"They're all finished, aren't they?"

Arthur said with a smile.

The unexpected acquisition of the "Dragon's Horn" brought genuine joy to Arthur.

"Yes, they're all finished,"

the Marquess of Ainhars nodded and immediately continued—

"After this artifact came into our possession, my grandfather also hoped to create an astonishing piece of equipment, but the 'Dragon's Will' on it was just too strong.

My grandfather was confident he could tame it but could not find a craftsman capable of doing so.

My father was the same.

And so am I.

It's likely to become just a decorative piece."

The Marquis spoke of this item's destiny.

Arthur laughed and echoed.

"How about adding one more Dragon's Horn to the Spirit Medium's study?"

"Of course, that's possible!

It, including everything inside.

And all the contents here, they are yours."

The Marquess of Ainhars nodded straightforwardly.

For the Marquis, these items, though precious, were insignificant compared to his own life and path.

Observing the Marquess, who remained normal under his probing, Arthur entered the secret chamber without changing his expression.

The young Southern Lost Spirit Medium wanted to see if there were any items in the chamber worth noting.

It turned out luck was always fleeting.

The recently favored Southern Lost Spirit Medium.

Was not favored at this moment.

In the secret chamber of the Ainhars Family, besides the Dragon's Horn, there were some Arcane Base Materials and scrolls, but none that Arthur needed.

However, their value was considerable, and Arthur decided he wanted them.

Beyond that, there were many gems and gold, and Arthur decided he wanted those too.

After all, they were rightfully his.

As for the pretense of taking only the Dragon's Horn and earning a few words of praise?

Arthur didn't fall for that.

What about the relationship between the two parties?

Was it not friendly enough now?

As long as there was value and "mutual benefit," they could remain friendly indefinitely.

On the contrary, the favors earned by insincere praise were the cheapest—once an accident happened and an outsider showed malice toward you, willing to offer some reward, those who praised you before would become the sharpest knives stabbing at you.

Because you are kind.

Because you are easy to bully.

People who are kind and easy to bully end up being bullied more.

Is it absurd?

Yes, it's absurd.

But it's the truth.

When a defenseless woman faced a bully's oppression and kept quiet, a good person stood up for her, only to be betrayed by the woman—till death, the good person would never understand why he, who clearly went to help the woman, was betrayed by her.

Many people also don't understand.

So, many people die confused.

Arthur understood very well.

Therefore, he made sure what he had was secure.

'Apart from the Dragon's Horn, there are also…

Seventy-three valuable Arcane Base Materials.

One hundred thirty-one Arcane Scrolls, with six that meet the Entry standard.

Approximately fifty thousand Gold Coins.

All types of gems total about one hundred.'

Arthur estimated silently.

Afterward, the young Southern Lost Spirit Medium looked at the ring.

He knew the real value was inside.

After a careful check to ensure there were no problems, Arthur picked up the ring.

Then, surprise flashed in his eyes.