Chapitre 252: Sometimes, answers came from unassuming conversation

"This is going to be alright, right? Nothing will go wrong, right?" 

I asked Natha while holding the seed in my embrace. There was a smile on his face as he took out a huge tube where we would put the seed in. "I only put it in my bag when I took it from the ruin. I'm pretty sure this tube is luxurious enough."

"But is it safe?" I insisted, frowning until he patted my head with a soft laugh.

"There's an anti-shock barrier, a preservation spell, temperature formation, and it's made of anti-magic tempered glass," he slammed the tube into the floor as if to prove that it was, indeed, resilient. "And it will be safely stored inside a specially made dimensional cage," he pointed into a necklace circling my neck. "Sounds safe enough for you?"