The black brick seemed plain at first glance.
But if one were to perceive it more carefully, they would feel the strangeness emanating from inside.
The strange waves were so feeble that they couldn't be detected when Yelia kept the brick under his robe.
Roland stared at it for a while but failed to recognize it.
Yelia simply threw it to him and said, "Would you like to take a look?"
Roland was briefly stunned. Just now, Yelia said that it cost him a fortune. How could he have thrown such an expensive item so casually?
Noticing Roland's surprise, Yelia smiled. "It's just an odd magic item. It may be worth some money, but not a lot for Mages. Mr. Roland, it hasn't been long since you took over your Magic Tower, has it?"
"Only half a year." Roland weighed the black brick in his hand.
