In the tent, Marvin carefully set that treasure chest with the magic lock on the ground.
Marvin and Isabelle were the only two people in the tent. The little girl was silent most of the time, making it very easy to overlook her existence.
She watched Marvin’s every move. A hint of curiosity would sometimes flash through her eyes, but she didn’t say anything.
She tried to understand the world in her own way.
Marvin didn’t interfere too much with her progress. The Hammons’ bloodline was already awakening. Isabelle had her own path, so he didn’t need to guide her unless she was wasting her time.
He took out a small stack of scrolls, each of which was a high level Unlock Magic Lock scroll.
If others saw, they might get left completely speechless.
A high level Unlock Magic Lock scroll was different from a common one. It wouldn’t lockout the chest after too many failures!
But its price was also several times higher.
