On the screen, Dawn Miles held a very familiar-looking token. Once Alvin Morgan could clearly see the ancient characters on it, he asked in surprise, "You went to Niphoria?"
Dawn Miles nodded. "Ditto Miles couldn't analyze the token's composition."
Alvin Morgan's eyes widened for a moment, then he examined the token more closely. "Aurora, have Ditto send me the scan data."
"Okay."
Soon, he received a 3D schematic view showing its basic information: length, width, height, mass density, as well as videos and photos of the token from every angle.
"Aurora, do you know the origin of this token?"
"The Sherwood Clan's historical records state that it was bestowed upon them by the Harrow Royals during the Ancient Times."
"The Ancient Times?"
'If it's from the Ancient Times, the token should have been corroded by various elements in the air long ago. It's impossible for it to be this perfectly preserved.'
"Aurora, what does the material feel like?"
