Simon berdiri di depan tumpukan tulang yang tinggi, jantungnya berdebar kencang. Di dalam dunia ini, manusia sering kali menyimpan barang berharga di dalam cincin spasial, dan tumpukan tulang yang besar ini tentu menyimpan harta karun yang tak ternilai.
Simon mengulurkan tangan, dan cincin spasial di jarinya bersinar redup. Dia fokus, dan tiba-tiba, seluruh tumpukan tulang menghilang, meninggalkan ruangan kosong yang luas.
"Astaga!" seru Simon, matanya melebar. "Cincin spasial ini... ukurannya sangat luas!"
Dia tidak bisa mempercayai matanya. Cincin spasial ini bahkan lebih besar dari cincin milik Raja Iblis Kematian yang pernah dia rebut. Ini berarti pemilik cincin ini adalah iblis yang sangat kuat, mungkin bahkan lebih kuat dari Raja Iblis.
Simon tersenyum lebar. Ini adalah kesempatan emas. Dia bisa menggunakan cincin ini untuk menyimpan lebih banyak harta karun dan menjadi lebih kuat.
Dia memasukkan tangannya ke dalam cincin spasial dan mengeluarkan isinya. Ada dua buku, sebuah topeng, sebuah pedang, dan gulungan hitam panjang.
"Hanya lima barang? Tidak ada esensi darah?" Simon mengerutkan kening. "Yah, mungkin itu terlalu banyak untuk diminta."
Dia mengambil pedang itu. Pedang itu sangat indah, dengan bilah hitam yang tampak menelan cahaya gua. Ujungnya merah tipis yang menyala seperti bara api. Pegangannya hitam pekat, dibungkus kulit hangus, dan pelindungnya menyerupai sayap malaikat yang patah dan membeku di tengah pembakaran.
Simon mengayunkan pedang itu beberapa kali. Udara yang teriris oleh ujung merah itu terbakar sesaat.
"Pedang yang bagus. Akhirnya aku punya pedang yang bagus setelah enam belas tahun di dunia ini."
Dia memeriksa setiap bagian pedang itu dengan saksama, dan saat dia melihat tidak ada yang salah dengan pedang itu, dia merasa lega dan senang. "Mungkin sehebat pedangku yang dibuat oleh pandai besi alam dewa."
"Aku harus membawanya ke pandai besi atau penilai untuk mengetahui kualitas dan semua kemampuannya. Tapi itu harus menjadi penilai atau pandai besi yang cukup aku percaya."
Simon kemudian melihat Cincin Kikir di tangan kanannya. Cincin itu adalah salah satu alasan dia bisa mengalahkan Jath dan teman-temannya. Cincin Kikir secara pasif mengurangi penggunaan energi iblisnya hingga setengahnya, dan itu adalah artefak yang sangat kuat.
"Zaglur hanya memberitahuku kemampuan cincin ini. Mungkin ada lebih banyak yang tidak dia ceritakan atau lebih banyak yang tidak dia ketahui."
Simon tiba-tiba menyadari sesuatu dan mengerutkan kening. "Di mana sarungnya?"
Dia melihat sekeliling gua, tapi dia tidak melihat sarung. Dia kemudian melihat ke dalam cincin itu sekali lagi, tapi dia masih tidak menemukan apa pun.
"Pedang tanpa sarung?" Dia menatap pedang itu dengan cemberut dalam saat dia bertanya-tanya bagaimana dia bisa menggunakan pedang tanpa sarung.
"Yah, ini menyebalkan."
Sebuah pikiran kemudian muncul di benaknya, dan dia teringat seorang pendekar pedang tertentu dari Bumi yang membawa pedang aneh dan sarung pedang bersamanya.
Dia melihat gulungan hitam itu. "Jangan bilang."
Dia memegang gulungan hitam itu, tapi sesuatu yang tidak dia duga terjadi.
Gulungan hitam itu tiba-tiba hidup dan melilit lengannya seperti ular.
Pupil Simon mengecil, dan refleksnya langsung aktif. Dia melompat mundur, tapi sudah terlambat. Gulungan hitam itu menempel padanya, dan ketika dia mencoba melepaskannya, benda itu menolak untuk pergi.
Dia mencoba merobeknya dari lengannya, tapi dia langsung berhenti saat merasakan daging dan ototnya tertarik bersamanya.
"Sialan." Dia mengutuk. Dia tidak bisa melepaskan gulungan hitam itu dari lengannya kecuali jika dia ingin menjadi lumpuh seumur hidup dan tidak bisa menggunakan kedua lengannya.
"Apa-apaan."
Tepat saat Simon mengutuk, gulungan hitam terakhir melingkar ke lengan bawahnya.
Api hitam tiba-tiba meletus dari gulungan itu, dan Simon tiba-tiba menjerit.
"AAAAAARGHHHHH!!!!"
Api hitam itu membakar lengannya dan melelehkan kulitnya dengan gulungan itu, dan rasa sakit yang dia rasakan bahkan lebih buruk dari semua siksaan yang pernah dia alami.
'Aku tahu! Aku tahu! Bagaimana mungkin keberuntungan sialanku memberiku pedang yang bagus tanpa mengambil sesuatu sebagai imbalan dariku!'
'Sialan!'
Simon mengertakkan giginya dan memaksa dirinya menahan rasa sakit. Dia lelah berteriak karena kesakitan. Dia sangat muak dan lelah akan hal itu.
Dia menatap gulungan hitam yang menyala itu dengan ekspresi yang menentukan dan dingin, dan gulungan hitam itu tampaknya merespons emosinya. Api itu membakar semakin panas dan panas, dan Simon mulai tertawa gila.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"AKU BENCI HIDUP PENUH DERITA INI!!!!"
"ROOOAAAARRRRR!!!!!"
Dia melepaskan raungan harimau iblis kuno, dan beruntung baginya, ruangan itu masih memiliki formasi yang berfungsi yang membuat tidak ada suara yang keluar dari ruangan.
Pemilik ruangan itu sudah menduga hal seperti itu akan terjadi, itulah sebabnya mereka memasang formasi peredam suara yang bisa bertahan ribuan tahun.
Setelah beberapa menit, api mereda, dan Simon pingsan karena rasa sakit dan kelelahan yang dia rasakan.
Simon was surprised when he saw the ring, and when he picked it up from the pile of bones, his eyes widened in disbelief.
"A spatial ring?"
Simon was more surprised because he had been thinking of how he could take the bones with him, and he suddenly saw a spatial ring.
"Am I actually lucky for once?"
Simon observed the spatial ring with disbelief, then he sent his demonic energy into the ring.
His eyes went wide when he immediately perceived how large the spatial ring was.
"This- this is as large as three large continents combined together. Who the fuck was this guy?"
Simon stared at the pile of bones with wide eyes and disbelief.
On Earth, humans had no need for spatial rings because their systems had an inbuilt storage space for them to keep things.
Though, some like him, also had spatial rings which he took from demons.
The largest spatial ring which he took from the Demon King of Death only had a space that was as large as an average-sized continent.
But this pile of bones on the floor had a spatial ring with even more space?
How could Simon not be shocked?
How could he not be excited?
’Could he have been a demon from ancient times? Or a demon who had reached a realm above the Demon King?’
’If that’s true, then...’
With excitement visible in his eyes, he quickly looked into the spatial ring in search of treasures.
His lips twitched slightly, then he brought out two books, a mask, a sword, and long black and thin wraps.
"Just five things? No blood essence?"
Simon released a soft sigh.
"Well, asking for a blood essence would have been too much actually."
Simon observed the scrolls, mask, the sword, and the black wraps.
The first thing he took was the sword.
Unlike the sword outside, this sword was still in perfect condition.
It was a long black blade that seemed to swallow the light of the cave. It had a thin crimson edge that glowed like smoldering embers.
Veins of faint dark heat ran through the blade as if a dark fire lived inside of it. The handle was matte black, wrapped in scorched leather, and the guard resembled broken angel wings that were frozen mid-burn.
Simon held the sword and swung it a few times.
As he swung it, the air became which was sliced by the crimson edge caught on fire for a fraction of a second.
"What a good sword. I finally have a good sword after sixteen years in this realm."
Simon inspected every part of the sword deeply, and when he saw that there was nothing wrong with the sword, he was relieved and glad.
"It might just be as good as my sword which was created by the blacksmiths of divine realm."
"I’ll have to take it to a blacksmith or an appraiser to know its grade and all its abilities. But it’ll have to be an appraiser or blacksmith I trust to a satisfactory degree."
Simon then looked at the Miser’s Ring on his right hand.
The Miser’s Ring was one of the reasons why he had been able to completely overpower Jath and his companions.
The Miser’s Ring passively reduced how much demonic energy he used by half, and it was an extremely powerful artifact.
"Zaglur only told me this ability of the ring. There might be more he didn’t tell me about or more he didn’t know."
Simon suddenly realized something and he frowned.
"Where is the sheath?"
He looked around the cave, but he saw no sheath. He then looked inside the ring once again, but he still found nothing.
"A sword without a sheath?"
He stared at the sword with a deep frown as he wondered how he was meant to use a sword without a sheath.
"Well, this sucks."
A thought then appeared in his mind, and he recalled a particular swordsman of Earth who carried a peculiar sword and sword sheath with him.
He looked at the black wraps.
"Don’t tell me."
He held the black wraps, but something he didn’t expect happened.
The black wraps suddenly came to life and coiled around his arms light a serpent.
Simon’s pupils constricted into pinholes, and his reflexes instantly kicked in.
He jumped back, but it was too late.
The black wraps were attached to him, and when he tried to let go of it, it refused to leave him.
He tried to rip it off his arms, but he instantly stopped the moment he felt his flesh and muscles getting pulled along with the black wraps.
"Shit." He cursed.
He couldn’t remove the black wraps from his arms unless he wanted to be completely crippled for life and not use his both of his arms.
"The hell."
Just as Simon cursed, the last of the black wraps curled up to his forearm.
Black flames suddenly erupted from the wraps, and Simon suddenly screamed.
"ARRRGGGHHHHHH!!!!"
The black flames burned his arms and melted his skin with the wraps, and the pain he felt was even worse than all the tortures he had gone through.
’I knew it! I fucking knew it! How could my shitty luck give me a good sword without taking something in return from me!’
’Fuck my luck!’
Simon gnashed his teeth and forced himself to resist the pain.
He was tired of screaming due to pain.
He was so sick and tired of it.
He stared at the flaming black wraps with a determined and cold expression, and the black wraps seemed to respond to his emotions.
It burned hotter and hotter, and Simon began laughing madly.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"I HATE THIS FUCKING LIFE OF PAIN!!!!"
"ROOOAAAARRRRR!!!!!"
He released the roar of ancient demonic tiger, and fortunately for him, the room still had a functioning formation that made no sound to leave the room.
The owner of the room already expected such a thing to happen, which was why they had placed a noise cancellation formation that could last for millennia.
After some minutes, the flames died down, and Simon went unconscious due to the pain and exhaustion he felt.
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