The Black Dragon blinked, the smile on his face calm and composed, brimming with confidence.
Though he had not done much, he had done the right thing. That was what mattered.
The evil gods of the Old Continent had been remarkably quiet, rarely causing any major incidents. That was not simply how things ought to be! Thousands of years ago, the Nine Great Righteous Gods had repeatedly crusaded against evil gods, and every such campaign had left behind treasures transformed from the evil gods' remains.
These treasures were often bestowed upon loyal believers!
Well, Charlotte, for example!
But!
Gods did not think the way humans did.
They left behind treasures for humans to distribute themselves.
Since ancient times, countless stories had arisen over treasures—some stirring and heroic, others laying bare the naked darkness of human nature.
There was also the Black Dragon's method. He had thrown the Blood Spirit Rhino into Gales's stomach, so when Lady Black Moon transformed the evil god's remains into a treasure, it would naturally use the Blood Spirit Rhino as its foundation—just as she had altered the Dragon-Beating Staff into a black Knight's Lance.
How convenient!
The Blood Spirit Rhino belonged to Charlotte.
Therefore, the new Blood Spirit Rhino still belonged to Charlotte.
There was no disputing that.
Antonio would not object anyway. He and Charlotte were relatives now—real relatives! They would not quarrel over benefits.
As for the other Saint Ranks...
Though they were nominally all Charlotte's subordinates, the Black Dragon did not believe Charlotte could control Kratos and the others!
After all, the treasures left behind by gods were extraordinary. If they entertained other thoughts, Charlotte might not be able to secure victory. And once a dispute arose over the treasure, no matter the outcome, it would cause division—or at the very least