Well, I'll give you a chance to grow up

Dennis stared at William, finally gritting his teeth and saying, "Are you sure you want to bet that this worthless stone can produce a treasure?!"

"Of course, we'll bet on this!" William nodded, saying, "Then I'll be the one to open this stone!"

"You want to open it yourself, then go ahead, no one is stopping you!" Dennis, too, was nearly at his breaking point with these constant shifts in the situation. He chose to believe his great-grandfather's judgment, convinced that the person before him was merely a Mortal Deity pretending to be a disciple of the Sea God Poseidon.

No matter what this person did next, he had to stick to this belief.

Otherwise, he'd be constantly startled, possibly scared into having a heart attack by this youngster.

William didn't dawdle,he picked up a dagger and prepared to cut the stone.

Leander finally began to reassess the stone stool he had been sitting on for many years.