Gerhard knew that demons were beings not even allowed to leave their corpses in the middle realm.
Through a method he never wanted to know.
"..."
How much could he get from dismantling that giant snake's corpse?
Though the black scales were somewhat ominous, they were so solid that they couldn't even be scratched without the aura that Aint and Luina had carefully forged.
The golden eyes that had gleamed and the blood would probably sell at a high price as magical materials that wizards would go crazy over.
The sharpness of the teeth was at a level where even decent swords couldn't compare, and the hardness of the bones would certainly be material for excellent armor.
Not only that, but the flesh permeated with demonic energy could somehow be purified and sold as medicine.
If marketed as a snake soup made from a demon's familiar, anyone would go wild for it.
But the crown jewel would have been the heart.
