As the chest opened, Cassian looked disappointed at first. There were only three rings inside.
"Please be spatial storages…" he muttered hopefully.
The moment he picked them up and felt the mana inside, his smile immediately returned.
Seeing that expression, Peter smirked. "Get a mage to unlock the protection spells on them."
Cassian nodded. He already knew how those worked—his own storage ring had a protection spell too, one that only allowed him to take things out of it.
"Now that we're done here, let's check the lower decks. I'm not sure we'll find anything valuable, but who knows with these lowlifes?" Peter said. Usually, anything precious on a pirate ship stayed in the captain's room, but there was always a chance.
Unfortunately, there wasn't.
Both of them came back upstairs wearing disgusted expressions.
"What the fuck were they keeping down there for it to smell like an entire city took a shit inside?" Cassian asked, looking genuinely horrified.
