"What happened here... Hm? Your aura?!"
At that moment, Silver Eyes Instan, the Olyvendi Family guardian who had been standing watch outside all this time, rushed in. Then, sensing the change in Anvis's aura, all three of his eyes went wide with shock.
"Nothing much. Just a small accident."
Lowering the hand that had instinctively been pressed against the Old Days Secret Scripture, Anvis let out a long breath. His azure eyes lifted to meet Instan's, and the unconscious authority radiating from his gaze even made the latter's eyes sting.
"Also, it's been a long time, Lord Instan."
"You... You're already Ninth Rank? That's impossible?! What exactly happened here?"
Staring at Anvis in disbelief, Instan instinctively activated several magical accessories capable of dispelling illusions. His Spiritual Power also swept frantically through the surroundings, trying to find something out of place.
"Please don't trouble yourself. You aren't hallucinating."
Watching Instan's actions, Anvis shook his head speechlessly. Since the current levels of his soul and body's power did not quite match, he was working to adjust his body.
"I... So this is what completeness feels like... That Wishing Orb?"
Claire, standing beneath the dim sphere that had completely lost its power, also came back to her senses. The golden-haired Half-Elf girl stroked the Crack on the sphere's surface before glancing at Anvis and speaking thoughtfully.
"Yes, Wishing Orb [yīn]. I do know its whereabouts in this world. It should be stored in the Olyvendi Family Treasure Vault."
Meeting the Half-Elf girl's clear gaze, and amid the questioning look on Silver Eyes Instan's face that plainly said, How do you know that?, Anvis readily revealed the Wishing Orb's location.
Then, the Youth slowly walked to the Girl's side and gently took her hand, his tone resolute.
"Don't worry. I'll get it for you."