The Ownership of the "Box of the Old One"

"He committed suicide? What happened..."

Luther was slightly surprised.

"Let them explain. I'm tired." Antiya yawned elegantly, then suddenly accelerated and charged at him.

Thud!

Miss Angel was incredibly strong. Luther staggered back a step from the impact, and before he could say anything, she had already turned into a streak of light and slipped into the ship's anchor on his arm.

Fine...

Helpless, Luther could only walk over to Fors with the astonished Klein. After their last meeting, the three members of the Tarot Club had finally reunited.

"Here's what happened..."

Fors was considerate enough to immediately begin explaining.

"...Botis was driven into a corner and went mad, trying to open the third layer of the jewelry box and destroy everything."

"Not only did he fail to open the box, he seemed to see something terrifying and became extremely frightened... Then his body inexplicably collapsed."

Fors gave them a general account of what had happened. As a writer, her description was concise and vivid. Luther and Klein felt as though they had witnessed that absurd, bizarre scene themselves, and they instinctively became more wary of that exquisite jewelry box.

All one could say was that it truly deserved to be called a Sequence 0 Sealed Artifact.

The three fell silent for a moment.

"Oh, right, Teacher, let me introduce you."

Fors suddenly remembered that there was someone else present and hurriedly introduced Luther and Klein to Dorian. "These are the, um, companions I mentioned before—the ones who helped me this time."

"You two..."

Dorian looked at them, his expression somewhat dazed.

He had gone through far too much today, one shock after another battering his mind—two brushes with death brought by Botis and the Sealed Artifact's side effects, his own curse easily dispelled by some great existence, his student