The four members were all nervous and astonished, Jenkins most of all.
'This Venerable... Just what is the extent of his control over us?'
'And I didn't notice a thing?'
As the owner—or rather, the *former* owner—of the Chessboard, he was well aware of the Ancient Relic's functions. He knew it could quickly deliver items to someone through a mysterious channel in the real world.
This function was often used for trade or sending letters. Perhaps it could also be used to eliminate moles and traitors...
But that was the extent of it. You couldn't even learn the other party's real-world appearance. This was the conclusion Jenkins had reached after repeated research and testing.
On the Chessboard, everyone's avatar was also fixed. You could only choose one chess piece to represent you, and you only had one chance. Once chosen, it could never be changed.
