"Look."
Sorlin spread his arms in a masterly manner as he spoke.
"This is the great treasure accumulated by Thror!"
Sorlin grabbed a ruby the size of a dwarf's fist from the pile of gold coins with a casual motion.
He tossed it carelessly towards the people on the stairs.
Philipp deftly caught it, but in the eyes of the young dwarf, there was no longer the joy and awe of returning home and witnessing the Golden Silver Sea.
Instead, he looked at Sorlin, feeling inexplicably worried.
Seeing Philipp catch the gemstone, Sorlin smiled and then said loudly.
"Welcome, my nephews, my brothers... welcome back to Elbo!"
Sorlin's amplified voice echoed in the Treasure Hall.
To celebrate that their four companions returned home safely without any accidents, everyone could take a break.
But soon, all of them would have to return to this hall to search for the Aken Gemstone before they could rest.
"Also, the gate of our kingdom needs urgent repairs and fortification!"
