Ellie Miller was still standing on the stairs when she saw the wooden boxes that filled the entire ground floor of the hall.
Each box was filled with gold coins.
So much so that she almost lost her footing and tumbled down the stairs.
Luckily, a strong arm caught her just in time from behind.
Artor Coldcrest gently released his grip from her slender waist, "Stay calm, my dear."
Ellie held onto the railing with one hand and clutched her chest with the other, "No, I can't stay calm! If this Minotaur robbed a bank, what legal responsibility should I bear?"
Artor Coldcrest raised an eyebrow, "Goblin Bank? The Kingdom of Clark doesn't have a Goblin Bank."
Ellie: "..." Thank you, that's comforting!
Ellie cautiously made her way down the stairs, still trembling slightly, afraid that the Minotaur might be preparing a "big surprise" for her.
"Madam! Your potion is amazing!" The Minotaur saw Ellie coming down and grinned so wide it almost reached the back of his head.
