"Senior Claire, do you still remember what that symbol looked like? I can pay a price to exchange for it."
Seeing Claire pause, Anvis interjected; he was very interested in the symbol the girl mentioned.
"No need, we've adventured together before, sharing is only right."
The girl gently shook her head, her fingers moved swiftly, quickly tracing a complex and mysterious pattern in the air.
Gazing at the pattern in mid-air, Anvis felt a stir in his heart.
This pattern somewhat resembled several arcane symbols he had studied before, those belonging to the noble High Elf families.
However, this one was obviously far more intricate.
After both had committed it to memory, Claire lightly flipped her hand, erasing the pattern.
"After that, you saw what happened – those strange dark green amoebas suddenly invaded.
When the two girls jumped down from the tower top, the male elf with my perspective stepped in to protect them and sent them away through a teleportation array.
