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The chest was filled entirely with phylacteries.
Each was about the size of a palm, forged wholly from mithril, layered with powerful defensive enchantments, and saturated with dense necromantic aura. From the outside, they were indistinguishable from one another. Only by breaking the wards and opening a box could one confirm what lay within.
This chest alone had cost Ambrose an enormous sum of gold. In fact, among everything in the castle, nothing was more valuable than this collection of phylacteries.
He casually selected one, sent it to Black Rose through the Necromantic Codex, and followed up with a message. [Megaman Tiga: Lady Rose, I leave my life in your hands. This is a secret between us—please...
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