Chapter 612
"Let’s." With that, Ian tossed the bracers toward the larger pile of treasure. Tempting as they were, they wouldn’t be of use in this battle.
"What standard did you use to sort them?" Archeas asked, glancing between the two piles while Ian resumed walking along the edge.
Ian shrugged. "The smaller pile has things useful against the Heaven Defier."
"You really identified them all in that short a time. Not even I can read spells that quickly,"
Unable to hide its surprise, Archeas watched Ian pick up a pair of leather greaves reinforced with chain.
"Do you have a special method?"
"No. Mostly, I can just tell by looking at it like this," Ian replied, staring at the leather greaves in his hand.
Archeas blinked and asked again. "You can tell just by looking?"
"Not everything. As I said, most of them, but not always."
After Ian answered, he tossed the greaves with his Willful Grasp. Archeas, letting out a faint hum, turned to the smaller pile.
As Ian continued his steady harvest of treasure, the dragon murmured again, "You're right. These are all indeed items that would be helpful against it."
Archeas finally sighed. It had been picking up, examining, and setting down the stacked equipment one by one. "An eye that sees the essence of things. You were born with a very special talent, Ian. I didn't think you had any more surprises left for me."