This Memory Crystal looks very special at first glance. It is an irregular polyhedral structure, but beneath its transparent shell lies a near-perfect black spherical core, like a drop of ink suspended in a translucent liquid; the surface of the sphere features rainbow-like glimmer, exuding an almost bewitching allure.
"Xirei's memory?" Cranvo reached out for the crystal in surprise, "Perfect, with this, we can unravel what exactly He is scheming…"
"Wait, sir." Lancelot twisted his wrist holding the Trident, nudging the crystal a bit farther, "Are you sure this is a good idea?"
"What do you mean?" The Lord of the Dead turned to look at the Human Knight, his tone clearly displeased.
