"Here take this…." Without warning, the Lone King flicked his tiny wrist and tossed a paper scroll straight at Julius and Rosalina.
Julius reached out fast and caught it.
The scroll had that old brownish shine, with edges torn just a little.
It smelled like ancient paper, the kind that had sat forgotten for centuries. Clearly very old.
"What's this?" Julius asked as he slowly unrolled it.
The boy didn't wait. He kept talking in his squeaky voice.
"It's the formula you will use to refine me into a treasure. It will be hard because you are not from the alchemy path. And it's a very complex formula."
"One that can create a celestial grade treasure…" he explained, sounding almost proud of how annoying it was going to be.
"Celestial grade?" Rosalina's face changed colors.
She leaned in quick and grabbed one side of the scroll.
Julius did the same. For a second they just stared at each other, eyes wide with shock.
