"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