Chapter 471 – Letter to Persephone
Cassius was truly disappointed.
There were so many ways he could have used this Potion, so many damned ways, yet the System had thought it better to give it to someone else.
The System's nerve was truly irritating.
Ananke, Marvela and Tysche looked at their Blessed and smiled wryly, understanding.
They had been quite surprised when reading the descriptions of the Potion, and even the Couriel, not expecting such incredible rewards.
Either of these two items was something people would die for. Hell, even they, as goddesses, would be deeply interested in them.
So if Cassius decided to put them up in his own Auction House, no one would be able to offer anything of equal value.
Thus, his anger at being denied such a tool, one that could literally save his life, was… understandable.
"Tell me who you gave it to, at least," he muttered in a disappointed tone, addressing the System.
He got no answer.
