"That's my money..." Emperor Pilaf muttered under his breath, frightening Ashu and Mai into straightening up stiffly as they faced He-El's turning gaze.
Emperor Pilaf was deeply indignant. That was clearly money he had accumulated.
Yet now He-El said it was his. How suffocating was that?
Behind Emperor Pilaf, Ashu and Mai wished they could cover his mouth.
We've already become He-El's slaves. We lost, and we lost everything—not just our treasure and money, but even ourselves. We became his slaves.
Don't make him angry!
When he saw He-El looking over, Emperor Pilaf realized he had misspoken. He lowered his head with a stiff neck.
"Master, I still have some of your treasure with me as well, though much of the gold, silver, and jewelry would need to be sold for cash." Hearing that He-El needed money, Rabbit Can-Can voluntarily offered it up.
He-El had defeated him directly before. With He-El's permission, he had chosen to follow him and had kept carrying the treasure he had collected in the past.
But Rabbit Can-Can had never considered that treasure his own.
After all, He-El had defeated him. Not being killed had already been a blessing, and He-El had even allowed him to stay by his side.
Rabbit Can-Can had always regarded the treasure that had once belonged to him as He-El's spoils of war, managing it on He-El's behalf.
The sense of security brought by treasure could not compare to He-El, so Rabbit Can-Can did not find it a pity.
"Keep it as a reserve for now."
He-El had not intended to use Rabbit Can-Can's treasure in the first place. Rabbit Can-Can had followed him and handled odd jobs by his side. He-El had not paid him a salary, and now he wanted to use the man's treasure too? What kind