Roland was all too familiar with the object before him.
It was the very same bone that Bronson held every night, meticulously carving Spell Patterns into it to draw in Magic Elements.
However...
Noticing Dalko's attention wasn't on the bone, Roland stepped forward discreetly. As he slowly began to re-wrap it in the linen cloth, he casually asked,
"Dalko, you just said... Mr. Bronson left the manor?"
"That's right."
Dalko, who had been about to ask about the bone's origin, was distracted and instantly lost interest.
In any case, he didn't care much about what Bronson had given Roland. Right now, his only concern was his father's safety.
"Mr. Bronson did indeed leave the manor, but he didn't say where he was going."
Hearing this, Roland wasn't surprised.
After Bronson had previously gone out alone to gather Magic Elements, it seemed perfectly plausible that the research-obsessed scholar would do anything unexpected.
