Possessions that could make me the wealthiest, most knowledgeable, and most powerful Magus in this world…
Those words echoed repeatedly inside Adam's mind.
Wealthiest, most knowledgeable, and most powerful…
Wealthiest…
The raven-haired youth couldn't help but involuntarily gulp. He glanced at the Joker's visage, and although the latter was smiling slyly, Adam knew that he wasn't messing around.
Whether or not he was given ownership of this great secret plane truly depended on his answer.
"So what's it going to be, lad?" The Joker grinned from ear to ear.
Adam stiffened. "So that's it? I just answer the question, and the secret plane is mine?"
"Fafafa!" The Joker laughed out loud. "But, of course, the answer should be satisfactory and…"
His eyes narrowed.
"…The right one."
Adam blurted out. "Isn't right or wrong subjective?"
"It is." The Joker snorted. "I will decide whether the answer is right or wrong."
