"Like this?"
"Yes, exactly. With a natural treasure like this Fire-Aspected Golden Leaf in your Spatial Ring, alongside the trove of other Magic Herbs you have, there is a nonzero chance of a dangerous interaction or explosion. Here, I have a spare Spatial Pouch you can have."
Dorian smiled as the friendly Wizard, a man named Quint he learned, handed him back his Spatial Ring, intact with all of his belongings, as well as a gold colored leaf, tinged with red and a small brown pouch.
'That wasn't at all how I thought this would go down.' He mentally shrugged.
When the Wizard had surrounded him with his bodyguards, essentially ambushing him in the alley, Dorian had prepared himself to smash them away with no regard. He was a powerful, Lord Class expert now. No longer did he need to cower or run.