Ten minutes later, under Lasha's lead, Shane emerged from Laischa's Huaming Pavilion.
"Then, Mr. Shane, please accept this."
Outside Huaming Pavilion, Lasha handed something to Shane.
"What is this?"
Shane took the item, his expression full of confusion.
It was just a seemingly ordinary piece of parchment rolled up and tied with a thin string, fashioned into a scroll and lying in Shane's hand, looking no different from the adventurer's license he had received at the adventurer's guild.
But of course, it wasn't just any parchment.
"This is something akin to a Magic Tool," Lasha said calmly. "While the tool itself is made of very ordinary material, indistinguishable from common parchment, Lady Laischa has used her own Space Magic to link it to another piece of parchment. Whatever Lady Laischa writes on that parchment will appear exactly as it is on the piece you're holding."
"Oh?" Shane seemed to understand and said, "So, this is essentially a means of communication?"
