"You see, I wasn’t able to take all of them. There’s too much stuff." Niya glanced at the seemingly-ordinary dimensional ring on Anfey’s hand. "I need your help."
Niya’s dimensional ring was not comparable to Anfey’s, instead being several levels lower. It was not that Saul did not want to buy his daughter a nice dimensional ring, but that Niya liked to make trouble. One time she had even hid Yolanthe’s scepter in her dimensional ring and taken it home. Yolanthe was furious and sent out a troop of palace guards to surround the whole palace, searching it inch by inch. Back then, Niya was only 13 years old. Saul confiscated Niya’s dimensional ring afterwards and replaced it with a weak one with very limited space. Niya had always been jealous of Anfey’ ring.
"Here… Who has come here before?" Anfey took a deep breath.
"You are the second one besides me."
"Have you told anyone else yet?"
"Do you think I’m that dumb?" Niya asked, rhetorically.
Anfey relaxed a bit. He looked at the items and couldn’t help guessing that this was the reason that drew Prince Wester and his men to Saul’s house. Between the choice of trying to win an archmage over to his side or taking said archmage’s magic treasures, the prince was more likely to choose the latter.
Most likely, someone else knew about the treasures here. If that was the case, Anfey wouldn’t dare to take anything away, or he would suffer endless assassination attempts. If someone wanted the treasure so badly that they weren’t even afraid of an archmage, they must have made the decision to take down anyone in their way, and Anfey didn’t want to get in their way.
Nothing was more important than one’s life. Hope was meaningless if one was dead, and things could only be reclaimed if one was alive. Anfey always thought things through before he took action.
"Let’s start. Don’t let them wait too long."
"Huh…" Niya nodded, still unsure about her own decision. Niya had panicked and turned to whoever she could find. No one other than Niya could understand how valuable these items were; she had to take all of them with her. Anfey was her only choice, because he had not only saved her but also had a top-tier dimensional ring. This was a gamble. It was an even more serious gamble than whom she would marry. If a woman married the wrong man or gambled her life on the wrong man, that would only ruin her own life. If she bet wrong on Anfey, half of Saul’s lifetime efforts would be ruined. She would spend the rest of her life in regret. However, Niya had no other choice than to give it a try.
Anfey filled his dimensional ring with almost everything in the secret chamber. Anything left was kept in a few cases Niya had found. After they returned to the living room, everybody had gathered there, waiting for him. On the way back, he asked a stupid question, "Why didn’t the professor keep everything in his dimensional ring?" His subconscious was thinking, "Why did he make a secret chamber? Wasn’t a dimensional ring the safest way to carry everything with him?"
"The space within a dimensional ring is limited. When my father went to find Yagor, he didn’t bring anything in the chamber with him," Niya said flatly.
It took a second for Anfey to understand what Niya meant. Saul’s dimensional ring was never empty. He was a nice old man most of the time, but if there was a bloody fight, endless magic tools would come out of his dimensional ring. Saul did not find what was in the secret chamber useful in battle.
"Anfey, where were you?" Christian hurriedly walked toward Anfey.
"We went to pack up the professor’s stuff." Anfey smiled. "Zubin, Riska, the two of you go to the professor’s bedroom. There are two big suitcases, the same size as this one. Go get them quickly." Anfey put down the big suitcase as he was talking. He was not a person that liked to give orders. Setting an example was a good habit of his. Although Anfey had not realized what this habit would bring him, it would show as time went on.
Zubin and Riska nodded and walked out with big strides.
"Is everyone ready?" Anfey asked.
"Yes, anytime."
"Huh… right. Do you have money with you?" Anfey suddenly remembered that money was an important thing, especially to people on the run. Money was going to be essential to them.
"Money? I have a couple of gold coins with me," Christian said.
Anfey couldn’t help but roll his eyes. What could a couple of gold coins do? That would only last them two days!
"Niya, how much money do you have in the house?"
"I don’t know."
Anfey already knew he asked the wrong person the moment the he raised the question. Of course, Niya’s answer immediately proved that. Anfey smiled bitterly. "You all wait here. I’m going to look around."
"I have some money," one student responded.
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