Cross-plane?
Allen was taken aback.
'I have so few acquaintances. Who would send me something?'
'Could it be…'
He took the box and glanced at the sender's information on it.
Sender: Vera Campbell.
Sender's Address: Panorama Corridor Plane - Seven Towers Alliance - New Western Apprentice Service Center.
Allen's eyes widened slightly.
"Thanks." He casually tossed the staff member a Mid-Level Magic Stone as a tip, then strode to a rest area in the fortress. He found an empty corner and sat down.
The box wasn't heavy, and it still had the faint radiation unique to spatial transport.
Allen took a deep breath and tapped his fingertip on the Rune lock on the box's lid.
CLICK.
The metal box popped open.
Inside was no world-destroying weapon, nor any priceless treasure.
There was only a light-blue memory crystal and a small piece of alchemy paper with numbers written on it.
Allen picked up the memory crystal and infused a trace of Magic Power into it.
