Chapter 115: Selling the jewel
Ravi waited for Asher to come out while he washed the plates and cleaned up the kitchen. When the other came out, Ravi raised his eyebrow.
"I can change."
"No," Ravi said when the surprise faded. The other looked a bit like him, with black hair and hazel eyes. He bent down to look at those eyes, as a painter, he could describe it as a masterpiece, even the position of the gold flecks was identical. It was uncanny. He smiled and patted the other’s head, "Your true self is still cuter."
Something flashed in those hazel eyes and Ravi could not tell what it was. Did he not believe him? Or was it something else?
He recalled Malik’s words and thought for a few seconds. The box in the garden had treasures that did not look like they were crafted anyplace on Earth but the one under his bed, he teleported to his bedroom and pulled out the box under the bed.
It was filled with all manners of items, he searched until he found a ring that looked a bit rusty. The gold band was rusty but the emerald stone set in the center was clear and beautiful.
He didn’t remember which world he had gotten this from or the person who had given it to him, he knew that the ring could make the owner a little bit lucky. How lucky, it was none of his concern. He did not have much luck when he wore it anyway.
That should do it.
He appeared downstairs and looked at Asher, "Let’s go."