Gideon felt like a person who had spent a lifetime yearning to win the lottery, but luck had always eluded him. Yet, here he was, winning the jackpot not once, but twice in a single morning. In simple terms, it felt like purchasing several lottery tickets for many years, without winning even a small amount of five dollars and then abruptly hitting the jackpot not just once, but twice.
At this moment, Gideon's 156 years of life experience couldn't shake his belief that this might all be a trap. Why wouldn't he doubt? After all, magical artifacts weren't exactly a dime.
Throughout his years of service to the Lord, he had only been granted one magic weapon for self-defense. It wasn't even his to keep, he had to return it upon his return to the Lord. So, if the Lord was unwilling to give him even one thing, who would deceive him with two? Deep down, he felt unworthy of such fortune.
With no room for doubt, Gideon's heart brimmed with ecstasy. He calmly approached Zachary's booth and asked, "Boss, are you Zachary?"
Zachary nodded, his demeanor casual as he replied, "That's me. What can I do for you?"
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