"Mr. Fafnir, it's time for the banquet— wait, what?"
A maid entered Fafnir's room to inform him about the banquet, but what she saw was a little, adorable shadowy creature eating tiny pieces of the food on the table.
Her hands twitched, only one thought forming in her mind.
'I want to pet it.'
Unaware of her desires, Fafnir looked at her and wrote: "Give me a moment."
Fafnir extended his little hand and, suddenly, it expanded into a tornado that sucked all the food.
'Sometimes, I wonder where all that food goes. I don't have a stomach… but that doesn't mean I'm leaving the free food. My master would never leave a free thing.'
Next, his whole body expanded into a normal human size before his silver armor emerged from his body, covering his body perfectly.
Without the power of the greed ring, Fafnir had to adapt to the lack of a spatial storage.
And was there anything better than himself to become a spatial storage?
