Robson looked at Ais curiously.
For an Officer like Ais, who came from a peasant background, the Beastman Prince's armor should have been the most inspiring prize imaginable.
But now, faced with the Beastman Prince's armor, Ais was claiming something else was more important. This piqued Robson's curiosity.
"It's over there, in that box..."
"I'm... I'm not sure if it's actually useful, but I feel like if we're going to be fighting here in the future, this stuff will be very important."
Robson followed Ais's pointing finger to a wooden box in the corner of the tent.
The box looked quite ordinary at first glance, but upon closer inspection, he could sense a faint aura of Magic from it.
It was only a faint trace, though, likely just a few simple Magic Runes that any village layman could use.
Robson walked over, opened the box, and found it filled with papers and books.
'What is this?'
Curiously, Robson picked up the thickest book. A single word was written on the cover.
