The Deep Sea Apostle walked up to a treasure chest. Its fingers transformed into the shape of a key and easily unlocked it, then it gripped the edges of the lid with both hands and opened the chest.
"Gold?"
Nameless froze when he saw the gold bars inside.
Then he showed a helpless, amused expression. So it really was just an ordinary treasure trove. He had thought the chest might contain some extraordinary item or weapon.
He then ordered the Deep Sea Apostle to continue opening the chests.
The second chest was opened. It contained a great deal of jewelry, along with some gold ornaments. The only thing that caught Nameless's attention was a dagger embedded with gemstones of every color.
He stepped forward, picked up the dagger, and drew it from its sheath, only to discover that its blade had rusted away. Only the gold portions remained intact.
"..."
Nameless was somewhat disappointed and turned to look at the third chest, which the Deep Sea Apostle had already opened.
The third chest contained many rotting bolts of cloth. Nameless gave one a gentle tug, and with a tearing sound, it turned into fluffy scraps. It was clearly useless as well.
However, Nameless did not give up hope. He immediately looked toward the fourth chest.
Before the Deep Sea Apostle could open the fourth chest, Nameless watched eagerly. Once the chest was opened, though, his face filled with distaste, because it was full of books.
He picked up one of the books and flipped through it before putting it back. He could not read the writing.
If he had enough time, he would not have minded slowly translating the contents of these books. But the trial was still ongoing, and he could be attacked by other trial participants at any