Upon entering the basement, Lumian's eyes immediately fell upon three silver plates holding the items.
There was an unassuming white glove, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses with a tea-colored tint, and a shiny golden button.
Observing Lumian's interest in the mystical objects, Mr. K, seated in a red armchair, introduced them in a low, raspy voice, "That glove is Circus. It grants you some weak but peculiar mystical abilities. It can conjure a gust of wind, create fog, and use bursts of light to mess with your target's vision. By touching them, you can freeze your enemies. You can also open most doors without a key. It can even guide you through solid walls.
"These techniques suit your need for mysticism, but remember, carrying it will make you lose your way more often. And sometimes, getting lost brings misfortune.
"Price is 18,000 verl d'or."