A piece of something fell off, and taking a closer look revealed it to be a tortoiseshell.

It had a round hole on it, and a red string was strung through it. Grant had been wearing it previously.

Alex picked up the tortoiseshell and asked, “Is this… The Holy Book?”

Although Grant didn’t want to admit it, he had already arrived at this situation, and there was no point in resisting anymore. He nodded and said, “Replying to the Master, yes, this is the Holy Book that your father picked up from