To avoid damaging the painstakingly repaired and recreated decorations, Angel decided to forgo direct contact and opted to use spiritual power to investigate the various traces here.
Earlier, he simply used ’Danger Perception’ to scout a bit, but found no traps.
Upon closer examination, considering the fragile and clever designs everywhere, it was indeed difficult to set up any traps here. Even the training of the two Armored Knights was just the simplest static embrace.
Moreover, the Ghosteye Witch obviously feared excessive alterations to the room might trigger backlash from the Magical Energy Array. Thus, it covered the walls with drapes and the floor with Rain Flower Stone with a plush carpet.
After roughly investigating, Angel also found nothing unusual... Hmm, and no treasures either.
The only item showing signs of extraordinary traces was a slightly old, yellowed square box by the pillow on the soft bed with curtains.
This box felt icy cool to the touch, not made of metal, but a bone box. Which creature’s bone it belonged to was indeterminable, but the bone had a property of isolating energy probing, presumably from an Extraordinary Creature.
Although the box could isolate energy probing, the effect was insignificant, perhaps weakened over time.
If Angel truly wished to explore the situation inside the box, spiritual power could still be used to investigate. However, this object was already old and yellowed, even showing faint cracks. Angel feared forcibly probing might directly cause the box to crumble, so he refrained from investigating inside.
Moreover, the box itself wasn’t locked, there was no need for vandalism.
Angel wasn’t particularly interested in the contents of the box for now, as no traces of energy emanated from inside, suggesting it stored mundane items.
However, some patterns and text on the box’s shell caught Angel’s attention. The lid was engraved with a simple hollow logo, half of it broken, but from the other half, it seemed to depict "A sunlit garden city."
Beneath this logo was a row of similarly carved text, though a significant portion was damaged, Angel could barely recognize "XX Forbidden Prison XXX Building XXX."
These were words at the front, and the last few appeared to show numbers, though mostly worn away.
From these words and subsequent number code, it was basically ascertainable that this was a box produced in large quantities. Presumably allocated to many institutions, this box belonged to a certain "Forbidden Prison."
Angel had no idea where the Ghosteye Witch found this box. If it was indeed discovered here, perhaps this place was the so-called "Forbidden Prison’s certain building?"
Angel examined the other sides of the box again, finding no traces on the sides, but a familiar engraving appeared on the back.
— A silver snake coiling around a bone staff.
If seen for the first time, Angel might be surprised. But in previous lab equipment fragments, Angel had seen identical logos.
Therefore, upon seeing this logo seemingly related to "Baiyuanians" again, Angel’s emotions remained relatively unmoved.
Perhaps Baiyuanians really were related to Naraku City, even involved in some experiments there... But these were matters of the past, Angel wasn’t inclined to delve into it now.
However, this discovery could be shared with Dororo.
Dororo was a person without a past, which was a rather woeful matter. Not knowing where you came from, why you exist, or your future path. If Dororo wished to pursue his tribe’s past, his own past, perhaps the garden labyrinth could be a starting point.
Yet currently, Dororo, though unrivaled in prophecy abilities, lacks personal strength. Even if informed, Angel would advise him to wait until fully grown before making any decisions.
As for concealing from Dororo now and revealing later, Angel had not considered such a scenario.
Firstly, he did not want to hide from Dororo, nor did it seem feasible to conceal; secondly, based on his understanding of Dororo, he still hasn’t regarded himself as Baiyuanian, paying little heed to tribal identity. Even if informed, Dororo likely wouldn’t pursue it now.
Perhaps only when Dororo became an Official Wizard, accepted the Primeval Flame’s ceremony, would he gain further insight? By then, Angel believed Dororo would be capable of making his own choices, whether choosing to pursue the past or continue his own path, Angel would support him.
"Is there any treasure after all?" Angel’s contemplation was finally interrupted by Dox’s repeated questioning in the Mind Ribbon.
Dox: "Where are you? I need to come and have a look too. You’re the leader, can’t keep things private!"
Previously, Dox had been shouting; Angel hadn’t responded, but now that he had basically finished investigating, he could reply.
"I inadvertently found a room, which should be the room of that Ghosteye Witch outside. The furnishings look like an ordinary girl’s boudoir..." Angel paused, rephrasing: "Or rather, it is an ordinary girl’s boudoir."
Dox: "Ordinary girl? You mean that Ghosteye Witch?"
Angel: "You could interpret it that way. Since this is an ’ordinary’ girl’s boudoir, it wouldn’t have the various treasures you previously speculated."
Excluding the two Armored Ghosteye Witches, Angel roughly described the situation here.
"Fragile yet carries the Ghosteye Witch’s pursuit of beauty?" Dox listened, smirking: "I think you needn’t be so cautious. Brokenness is beauty. Like those ruins and ruins, they’re quite beautiful, right, Vay?"
To prove his crooked theory, Dox even roped in Kaier. However, Kaier truly was a ruin enthusiast, so he agreed with Dox. But he dared not speak in the Mind Ribbon.
"Coward." Dox cursed Kaier, then turned to Angel on the other end of the Mind Ribbon, saying: "Back to the point, according to you, the only treasure there is the box you’re holding now?"
"This isn’t considered treasure, just has some faint extraordinary traces, not very useful." Angel said offhandedly.
"What’s inside the box then?"
"Don’t know."
Upon learning Angel hadn’t opened the box yet, Dox’s voice turned excited: "Then hurry and open it, maybe something valuable is inside."
Angel: "Personally, I think... you might be dreaming."
While Angel hadn’t opened the box, he could hear clinking sounds while handling it.
The sounds fell into two categories: one like muffled scraping when metal collides with glass, the other reminiscent of glass hitting glass.
Ignoring the former, Angel was very familiar with the latter.
The collision sound between potion bottles was exactly like this... Hmm, still the low-level, generic glass potion bottles.
Based on these two sounds, Angel could already guess what was inside.
— Scent bottles and some metal item... perhaps jewelry?
This room had a faint fragrance, yet its origin remained elusive to Angel, who initially thought the Ghosteye Witch carried the scent personally. But hearing the sound of potion bottles clinking, it was basically confirmed that there was scent inside.
"I’m dreaming? Although I know you’re cursing me, as long as you truthfully explain what’s in the box, I can admit I’m dreaming." Dox was extremely bored now, his only interest was Angel’s unknown box.