The second treasure wasn't actually a treasure nor is it a relic but a large bloody heart twice the size of three adult's fist combined.

The heart wasn't at all shriveled nor did it showed any signs of decomposing. It appeared as though it had just been removed freshly from the body of its owner.

Although there wasn't any blood spilling from it, the arteries still appeared quite fresh.

Every hour, the heart constricted and thumped loudly like a beating drum in his hands as though it was alive and the veins connected squirmed in the air with the slightest but of touch.

Looking at its features, Tyrion knew what it was.

"Super cell!"

He was right, it was an actual super cell and it didn't seem like the typical type either.

From the texture of the heart which seemed as thick as leather, it didn't seem to have come out from a regular meta-beast but seemed to be the heart of a Leviathan instead.

While he had no idea what sort of monster the heart belonged to, it would be useful to him when he becomes a Super soldier, this would be the first super cell he would integrate into himself to become a level 1 Super soldier.

Keeping the heart in a box, he then brought out the final, ultimate treasure with unexplainable anticipation and excitement on his face.

It was… a stone.

Tyrion's smile froze and he stared blankly at the stone before him.

The stone was a simple illuminating stone that could be found and was sold for a miniscule 10 death points even at the academy. Was that why it was glowing so brightly?

Tyrion's face turned ugly.

"H-have I been scammed again?" Tyrion's eyes twitched as he flipped the stone up and down, looking for what was so special about the stone z but he couldn't find a single thing!

"Maybe it's concealing something." Tyrion force a smile and squeezed the stone between his grasp.

"Crack!"

Tyrion's face froze, he didn't expect it to crack so easily! If it doesn't crack, then it would have meant that the crack was special.

But if it cracks, doesn't it mean that the stone was actually a real illuminating stone!?

Not daring to squeeze it any longer, he silently kept it in a box expressionlessly,absorbing it in his quantum ring.

He silently went to the room with a green expression and sat at the edge of the bed.

He brought up the computer installed near the bed and searched the net about treasures that might be found in Illuminating stones however, even after changing his search words several times, he couldn't find anything related to illuminating stones hiding treasures within them.

"BAM!"

The computer slammed into the glass walls, shattering both the wall and the glass panel computer to pieces.

Tyrion huffed and puffed in anger, his breath causing mini tornadoes in his room. Because if of this stone, he had killed, annoyed, and made himself the enemies of several powers.

Did he actually go through all that trouble for a simple Illuminating Stone?

"Ring!" "Ring!"

Tyrion's crimson eyes locked onto the wall where an holo screen appeared.

Walking towards it, he picked the call.

"Hello, this is the Hotel. We heard a disturbance from your floor, just wanting to know if everything is alright."

"Peachy." Tyrion replied, disgruntled.

"In that case, have a great time."

Tyrion was about to hang up when he suddenly asked.

"Wait. My room is in a bit of a mess can you get Martha from the reception to help with the clean up?"

There was a pause for a few seconds before the female voice responded.

"Okay. Please be patient she'd be with you in a moment."

The call ended immediately.

Tyrion swiped his fingers and a list appeared.

Tapping the food menu, he chose the scrolled upwards until he saw what he wanted. A picture of a full, roasted, Fire-horned Red Bull could be seen, dripping with juicy fat, and an assortment of vegetables sauce and other stuffs Tyrion couldn't recognize.

Immediately, he ordered the it while also selecting a slightly expensive drink. Then he entered the pleasure page and bought a few toys from there.

…

Martha was a very beautiful lady maybe five or six years older than Tyrion, her hotel uniform skirt stretched over her plump ass and her blouse did little to hide a nice full pair of boobs.

Her auburn hair was tied in a ponytail and she had glasses on, it gave her the look of a librarian.

A very sexy librarian at that!

Martha checked her make-up in the bathroom mirror. She added some more lipstick, pursed her lips, and took a step back. 'You look like a complete whore', she thought. 'But she needed to do this of she wants to get what she wants'.

She forced her self to calm down – the alcohol she had drank earlier had done a decent job of abating her nerves, but they were still present, the adrenaline overriding the alcohol, diminishing its effect.

Very soon, she arrived in front of the suite. Nervously, she knocked.

"It's opened, come in."

A voice said after a few seconds.

Tyrion was still on the sofa with the lights dimmed – he was wearing a dark, thin, satin robe.

Wasn't too good looking, he possess a defined and well muscular body. With an alluring crimson hair and a red blood soul piercing eyes.

Tyrion sat down on the sofa and put his drink to one side. Martha wasn't sure if she was meant to also sit down when he said "Remain standing and do exactly what I say."

His tone had changed, and Martha realised they were changing gears – she was a bit worried about how this would all actually get going and was happy he had sensed it was the right time.

Martha was a standing in front of him a couple of feet away: "I want you to slowly turn around for me."

Martha did as she was asked. She had a gorgeous body and being looked at by men was nothing new to her – but this was different. His tone, his manner, something about it gave her a thrill. It was calm and confident – almost threatening.

As she slowly spun on her heels, it was at that moment that Martha realised she would do absolutely anything this man told her to do. Anything.