Ronald immediately stepped forward, ready to approach the metal box on the altar.
He took two steps across the hall in front of him, walked up to the altar, and reached out to grasp the target in front of him.
Snap—
"Is it... that simple?"
Effortlessly, without any danger or obstruction.
Ronald extended his right hand, casually grasping the box as if he were picking up a water cup from the table at home.
He then simply gave it a gentle tug.
The metal box floating above the altar was easily brought before Ronald's eyes.
"Huh?"
Ronald instinctively glanced left and right.
After the metal box was taken away, no spell reaction was triggered. The quiet secret chamber remained silent, and there was no change to the altar beneath his feet.
Everything was as usual.
Except for the metal box in his hand.
"..."
Ronald left the altar with a slightly bewildered expression.
