Before long, Lansiat entered under the guidance of a temple guard, with Li and the other three following close behind. Invel was carrying a box in his hands. It looked utterly unremarkable—compared to those other two boxes, it was like heaven and earth apart.
Lansiat slowly stepped forward. "Lady Alice, this is the mage robe I asked the Giant God Soldier Workshop to prepare for you."
Alice was slightly stunned upon hearing this. Of course, she knew of the Giant God Soldier Workshop. Recently, eighty percent of the news in Badlia City had revolved around it; how could she not? She glanced at Lansiat, not expecting him to be so thoughtful this time.
But seeing that Invel had no intention of opening the box, she looked at the temple guard. "You may leave first."
That was also in accordance with the rules. When entering this side hall, a temple guard had to be present unless the visitor was someone the Cardinal Archbishop trusted completely. By saying this, Alice was raising Lansiat's standing somewhat.
The temple guard nodded lightly and walked straight out. Alice looked at Invel. "Open it."
Only then did Invel open the box. The instant it opened, an incredibly obscure surge of magic power poured forth from within. The moment Alice sensed it, she abruptly rose to her feet. There was no gorgeous mage robe inside the box. Instead, there was a feathered robe.
The feathered robe did not look impressive at all. Every feather was dull gray, as though it had not been washed in ages. Yet she could tell it was no cheaply made item. The magical fluctuations it gave off were enough to frighten even her.
Her voice trembled as she spoke. "Th-this is... Holy Heaven's Protection?!"
She could hardly believe she was seeing such