"Oh?" Anna looked at her brother with an arched eyebrow. "Were you expecting my arrival? Or do you always carry gifts with you?"
"Heh," Adam smirked. "I'll have you know, princess. I am a very wealthy man. I always carry gifts with me wherever I go."
The crimson-haired woman snorted in ridicule. "Claiming to be rich in front of the Princess of the Ignisra Kingdom. You must have really lost your mind."
Adam's smirk vanished. "What do you mean by that?"
He paused, surprise flashing in his eyes. "Wait, Anna! Are you very rich?! Is your family very, very wealthy?"
Anna shrugged, her lips curled into a smirk. "I wonder…"
"Wait, what does that mean?!" Adam pressed.
But his sister completely ignored him. Instead, she conjured a scroll from her storage artifact and presented it to him.
"Take a look," she said with a gentle smile.
Adam's gaze was drawn to the rolled, yellow parchment. His eyes flashed with excitement as he grabbed it and quickly unfurled it.
