Chapter 208: Bad News, and Worse News (2)
The tower that housed the Solver’s office belonged entirely to Keter, and it had three levels underground as well. Reflecting his many hobbies and experiments, the tower could practically be called a curiosity shop. There were five separate laboratories, dozens of different storerooms. There were also countless hallways and rooms rigged with traps for intruders. Now, every time Keter passed through them, he couldn’t help but feel regret.
Keter sighed. “I put so much effort into building and maintaining all this, so why does no one ever come?”
“Well, for one, the outer walls are triple-layered orichalcum, and if anyone did intrude, Popo would attack them. Not to mention, the grandpas of the Black and White guard the tower too.”
“Anyone aiming for my treasures should be able to get through at least that much.”
“But you don’t really have anything worthy of being called a treasure, do you? It’s all just weird trinkets.”
“Memories can’t be measured in value.”
“And yet you would sell them for a thousand gold,” Dork commented casually.
“Well, for a thousand gold, yes.”
After passing through the long corridors of traps, they finally reached the real safe. Dork inserted the key into the wall instead of the keyhole and turned it.
“Seriously, where did you even get the idea that the keyhole itself should be a trap?” he asked.
“Got caught by one myself once. I thought it was brilliant, so I copied it.”
The safe opened, but it was empty... or so it seemed. There were a few boxes neatly stacked in one corner. The number of boxes was pitifully small compared to the massive size of the safe, but Keter grinned as soon as he saw the writing on the boxes.