If this Six Rings Warlock in front of him belonged to the New World Mutual Aid Society, then it made sense why, last time, he had cooperated with others in Tobesk in an attempt to intercept the Remains of the Nameless.
As for Shard's attitude toward that organization...he didn't really have one. As long as they didn't get in his way, Shard couldn't care less.
"I see."
He lowered his head to look at the three fossilized objects:
"You take two, I'll keep one."
This wasn't because Shard suddenly grew greedy, but because he thought of the Fragment of Poem Chapter "Hatchling Dragon, Seven-Colored Dragon Scale." Keeping one fossil might prove useful.
