"Here they are," In Frey's hands laid multiple scrolls which were stained with brown colors, which brought attention to the object's age.
"These all are... the artifacts made by the first generation?" Estelle scrutinized them with great interest.
"Mhm," Frey hummed in agreement. "Although... Trying to decipher them might make you even more confused, rather than helping you," Frey warned.
Estelle awkwardly laughed, picking up the scrolls and bringing them to a nearby table. She had the ability to become immersed- engrossed in reading the text and would not be able to snap out of her thoughts unless she finished the entire book and solved any questions she came up with.
She was quite confident in her detective and interpretative skills and was willing to bet on them.
In her hands was an ancient scripture that she would not be able to get her hands on otherwise.
