Chapter 142 – Gold
Sitting at the same table, both Quincy and Grindelwald were looking at me. While the former was curious about the same thing I was, the Silver of Ugnok, the latter's eyes were filled with a different kind of curiosity.
"You know about it?" I asked, looking up at Grindelwald.
"Somewhat, yes. I do know that it is supposedly a treasure of the very first goblin king. Ugnok the Unalloyed. According to ancient legends and goblin beliefs, he united their race as their very first king, but only for a short time. He was later killed, or they say."
"By a wizard?" I asked, already expecting the answer.
"If you want to listen to the goblins, yes, by a wizard. But we don't really know if Ugnok truly existed, as there is no legitimate claim to his bloodline. Many later kings proclaimed they were descendants of Ugnok, but none had any proof to back it up."
"And this silver would be that?" Quincy asked, leaning forward to look at him.
"If it exists. We don't even know what it is. Many goblins died searching for it all their lives, only to find nothing and die poor and broken."
"Why would Old Silver help us out then?" I whispered, thinking to myself.
"For two reasons. Like many other goblins, he would not miss an opportunity like this. Plus, if your clue results in absolutely nothing, he will hold the list he is bringing to you as a favor and remind you of it forever."
"Herpo!" I shouted in my mind, and to my surprise, he answered immediately.
"Relax. He will find something. Not Ugnok or his treasure, but evidence that he was real."