Treasure-Class

After finishing our meal, we headed to the Altar of Transmutation on the ground floor.

We set Lyle's bastard sword and a magic stone from one of the copies on the pedestal, which was woven from a mysterious metal that was neither black nor silver.

"Would you like to try first, Elena?"

"Do you think I can do it?"

"With your mana, Elena, there shouldn't be any problem."

Encouraged by my words, Elena steeled herself and stepped before the altar.

She placed her hand on the orb set in front of the pedestal.

"...Ngh."

The orb absorbed Elena's mana and channeled it into the altar.

In response, the patterns covering the altar's surface pulsed and flickered, their glow growing brighter and brighter...