Renan, who was now back in his room from his parent’s room, stood in front of his bed, looking at the clothes neatly placed in order. He frowned slightly and thought,
’Huh, how am I supposed to carry these clothes with me? Should I make a bundle of them and carry them on my back throughout the whole journey? That doesn’t seem right at all,’ he sighed, realizing his dilemma.
’Only if I had succeeded in creating a small independent space that could act as a storage space, I wouldn’t have to worry about this,’ he thought. His mind wandered to the possibilities of his space element, something he had been experimenting with for a long time.
He continued pondering, ’But what can I do? Creating something from scratch is extremely difficult, after all. If I ever succeed, I’ll be able to create a small dimension that can act as a house for living beings. But all of that is only possible if I first succeed in making an independent storage space,’ he thought, multiple ideas running through his mind.
However, his train of thought was interrupted by the sound of a knock at the door.
*TUK*
*TUK*
"Hmm? Come in," he said while looking toward the door.
The door opened, revealing Belinda standing there. She stepped inside and observed Renan, who was still standing in front of his bed, staring at the clothes.
"So, you were really serious when you said you were going to leave today… and right away," she said, sounding slightly surprised.
Renan nodded his head without hesitation and replied, "Of course, Grandma. It’s only for two years, and I don’t want to waste a single day. So, I’m going right away. And who knows? What if Grandpa changes his mind? I don’t want to risk that," he said, pointing out the reason for his hurry.
"Ouch," Belinda said, dramatically placing a hand on her heart, pretending to be hurt. "So you think spending time with your Grandma and family is a waste of time?" She looked directly into Renan’s red eyes with her deep blue ones, attempting to guilt-trip him into staying.
However, Renan could easily see through her little act. He ignored it and asked, "So, Grandma, what are you really here for? I’m pretty sure you didn’t come here just to do some third-rate acting, right?" he said, raising an eyebrow.
Belinda let out a small chuckle and straightened her posture. "Oh well, I guess it’s no use acting since you’re going to leave no matter what I do," she admitted.
Though she had helped him get permission from Ruston, she was still worried. But she was also afraid that forcing him to stay would only make him resent them. She had no choice but to let him go.
"Well, I came here to give you the Dragon Scroll and… something else," she said, bringing her left hand forward.
Renan’s ears perked up at the mention of the Dragon Scroll. His eagerness was evident as he looked at Belinda expectantly. But when he saw her bringing forward her empty left hand, he furrowed his brows in confusion.
"Huh? Where’s the Dragon Scroll, Grandma?" he asked, looking at her hand, not seeing anything there.
Belinda smiled knowingly. "It’s right in front of you," she said and then brought her right hand closer to her left hand’s middle finger. A golden ring encircled her finger, a simple but elegant piece of jewelry with a perfect circular shape and a pure golden hue.
Slowly, she took it off and held it in front of Renan. The moment she removed it, a faint golden light shimmered from the ring, and suddenly, a sealed scroll appeared right in front of him.
For an ordinary person, it would have looked like the scroll had appeared out of thin air, but Renan, being a space-element user himself, could tell that it had come from inside the ring. His eyes widened in astonishment and surprise.
He muttered under his breath, "A… storage ring?" he asked in confirmation.
Belinda nodded with a smile, clearly enjoying his reaction. She caught the scroll, which had a dragon-shaped seal on it, and brought it forward to hand it to Renan.
But Renan, instead of taking the scroll, grabbed the ring first. His curiosity got the better of him as he inspected it using his mana senses. Inside the ring was a small space—a completely black void, stretching about 120 square feet, roughly the size of an average room.
After thoroughly inspecting it, he turned back to Belinda and asked, "But Grandma, you never told me about this storage ring before, nor did you ever show it to me."
Belinda tilted her head slightly and shrugged. "Well, you never asked about it, and I didn’t really think it was necessary, so I didn’t," she replied casually.
Renan looked at her with a blank face and deadpanned, "How am I supposed to ask about something I didn’t even know existed?"
Belinda let out a small laugh. "Oh well, I don’t know," she said nonchalantly. Then she waved her hand dismissively and continued, "Anyway, here—this is the Dragon Scroll that contains an attack of the Dragon Progenitor."
Renan, who was still holding the ring, shifted his focus to the scroll now in Belinda’s hands.
"So, this is the Dragon Scroll…" he murmured, taking it from her and closely examining it.
Just by looking at it, he could tell that the power sealed within this scroll was enough to erase an entire empire in an instant.
"Indeed, this is the Dragon Scroll containing the attack of the Dragon Progenitor himself—the strongest dragon to ever exist and the most powerful being on this planet," Belinda explained. Her tone was serious now. "You should be extremely careful with it and only use it when your life is in grave danger."
Renan swallowed hard. The weight of the object in his hands suddenly felt even heavier.
The mere thought of wielding an attack from the most powerful being in existence was overwhelming. He carefully traced his fingers over the seal, feeling the immense energy locked within.
"Grandma, how exactly does it work? Do I just open it, or…?" he asked cautiously.
"You pour your mana into the scroll, and once the seal is undone, the attack will be released," Belinda explained. "But remember—once you activate it, there’s no stopping it. So be absolutely sure before you use it."
Renan nodded, taking her warning seriously. "I understand," he said.
Belinda sighed slightly, looking at her grandson with a mixture of pride and worry. "I hope you never have to use it," she said.
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Renan smiled lightly. "Me too, Grandma," he said sincerely.
He then turned to look at the storage ring in his hand once again, thinking about how useful it would be. At least now, he wouldn’t have to worry about carrying all his belongings on his back like a traveler.
Belinda, seeing his excitement, chuckled. "I knew you’d love the ring more than the scroll," she teased.
Renan grinned slightly but didn’t deny it. "Well, I won’t lie. It is really useful," he said.
Belinda shook her head with amusement before stepping forward and placing a hand on his head. "Take care of yourself, Renan," she said softly.
Renan looked at her and nodded. "I will, Grandma."
And with that, he placed the ring on his finger and began preparing for his journey.