Douglas looked somewhat worriedly at Locke, but Locke himself was unconcerned. As a Star-Ring Wizard, even deep within Evilheart Grassland on the Abyss's twenty-first level, he could ensure his own safety.
Locke said to the Red Orc Demon, "Since the master of this place has deliberately prepared a banquet to entertain us, naturally we have no reason to refuse."
The Second-Ring Red Orc Demon commander's fierce expression immediately faded, transforming into a passionate smile filled with rugged vigor.
"My master said that visitors are guests. Since guests from our homeland have arrived, we naturally have to treat them according to the etiquette of our homeland. This is the invitation. Unfortunately, there aren't many books here. Even if my master exhausted every scripture, he still couldn't completely restore the etiquette of the Wizarding World. If anything is lacking in our hospitality, please forgive us."
Locke said, "It's fine. The Wizarding World doesn't really pay much attention to etiquette anymore."
The Red Orc Demon commander respectfully held out an invitation made from Moon-White Clover Paper in a pair of hands as large as city gates. The invitation was only about the size of an infant's palm.
Such a dramatic scene nearly made Douglas burst out laughing.
It was as if a vicious demon were holding a tiny toy. The sight was simply ridiculous.
Moon-White Clover Paper was a type of magic paper made by Alchemists. It normally appeared ivory-white overall, with some golden patterns in the details. Only under the illumination of magical radiance would the magical writing upon it become visible. It was an ancient type of magic paper.
Furthermore, without using magic, any words written on it would be unable to remain.
This magic paper was extremely expensive. Its manufacture required animal materials from some Magic Creature species that were