Klaus stepped out of an alleyway wearing casual clothes now… he was wearing a simple brown tunic with dark trousers which was nothing memorable as he now looked like an extremely handsome commoner.
*Good, I'm done with that fucker.*
He didn't know who would handle illegal conversions from minerals to money in the Black Market of Galen town for now and he really didn't care… That wasn't his problem anymore, Marius and his whole corrupt operation could rot.
He felt good about himself, really good.
Marius absolutely deserved what happened to him… every second of pain, every copper coin Klaus had taken and now Klaus had quite some levels of wealth to show for it with a lot of real gold sitting in his storage ring.
The weight of it was satisfying in a way he hadn't expected and the memory of Marius's face when he realized what was happening? It was worth every risk.
'Well then, what should I use all this money to do?'
