The scroll was made of goatskin and oak rods.
It was no more than fifteen centimeters long, but its weight somewhat exceeded Qin Ran's expectations.
The seemingly light scroll weighed at least five kilograms.
What truly surprised Qin Ran, however, was the scroll itself—
[Name: Whispers of the Dead] [Type: Scroll] [Quality: Rare] [Attribute: Covenant: 1/1] [Special Effect: None] [Requirement: None] [Remark: This scroll was personally written by Nikelei, the "God of the Earth." It will serve an unimaginable purpose at a special moment.]
[Covenant: You will enter into a mutually willing covenant with all undead creatures before you. By spending 2,000 points, you may summon them with this scroll.]
"So, everything before me really has been under your 'watch,' hasn't it?"
Qin Ran muttered softly.
He understood perfectly why this scroll had appeared in his hands.
Therefore, he turned to O'Hara and said, "We'll have to delay our departure slightly. I need to leave for a while."
"Alright. Be careful, 2567!"
O'Hara did not object in the slightest.
However, her intimate-sounding reminder made Aili Jones glare angrily at the Sanctuary's chief deacon once again.
Yet O'Hara continued to ignore the girl's gaze.
That only made the girl more furious.
After shooting O'Hara a fierce glare, she stormed toward the upstairs rooms.
From beginning to end, O'Hara wore a smile.
After exchanging glances, Simons and Charles shrugged and returned to their respective rooms.
Tali Lanci pushed herself away from the wall she had been leaning against and stretched like a cat. Without caring about O'Hara's gaze in the slightest, she openly displayed her graceful figure.
"I booked the last room at the inn. Do you need it?"
"I can give it to you."
That was what Tali Lanci said.
"No need!"
"I'll just wait