After shaking his head hard, Carl turned around and asked his companions behind him.

But everyone was still blinded by the white light and couldn't open their eyes. After hearing Carl's words, everyone blinked quickly to regain their vision and shook their heads in confusion.

After recounting to everyone what he had just heard, Carl, as expected, did not get any valuable answers.

"Could it be that you wanted to know what the storm giant said at the end so much that you had auditory hallucinations?"

Although Hope was happy to believe what Carl said, it sounded a little unbelievable.

After thinking about it quietly for a while, Carl couldn't confirm whether those words really rang in his ears or he was hallucinating.

Besides, who knows when the storm giant's prophecy actually refers to? The invasion of Eberron by the mind flayers and the mutated demons can be regarded as an attempt by the underworld dragon Khyber to break free from Eberron's constraints.

Although the incident ended with the orc druids sealing the monsters in the realm of Khyber, it is said that the success was indeed due to the abnormal movement of the Siberys Crystal Ring.

If that's what the storm giants were referring to, then the prophecy is thousands of years out of date.

"Forget it, it's not important. Maybe I once dreamed of becoming a key figure in deciding the fate of the world. Hey! Does that look like a page from a spell book?"

Just as Carl was about to make up for himself, his eyes suddenly caught something that looked unusual in the room.

It was a huge rectangular "sheet" made of unknown fur, with many contents written on it in giant runes emitting azure magical light.

The only things that people could understand were some of the geometric figures used to explain the content.

"Hiss~"

There was a sudden sound of people sucking in cold air behind Carl, and he even felt that the temperature around him had risen a little.

The value of this page is inestimable to the mages, but if it is measured only in gold coins, it is probably equivalent to a very good and extremely rare item.

There is no way. Deciphering the meaning of the giant rune is a huge project and no one knows when there will be results.

However, if this thing is donated to Akanix or some other university, then even if a person has no talent for magic, he can at least get a position in the corresponding university.

Take Bane and Scorpion for example, if they have children in the future, they can use the favors from donations to allow their children to enter any university directly except Arkanix.

Even if it was Akanix, as long as this child had a little talent for academic research, he could become a researcher of magic theory.

"Wow, I didn't expect to get one of these! Bane, put it away first!"

It was not until Carl spoke that Bane and the others remembered that they had not yet received the things.

Running into the house anxiously, Bain and Thorin rolled up the unknown parchment and put it into the dimensional bag, as if they were afraid that the thing would grow legs and run away.

At this time, although the exit had not been found yet, with this thing, everyone's enthusiasm for exploring the ruins suddenly increased.

Like Pac-Man, everyone opened all the forks and doors in the secret passage and checked them out until they were sure that there was nothing valuable here. Then they returned to the original hall and changed to another secret passage to continue exploring.

It was not until the roar of a dragon beast was heard from the ruins that everyone realized that the time had come.

Returning to the hall, everyone hurriedly prepared a meal, then set up tents and fell asleep.

Outside the ruins, the dragon beast Smaug also began a new day.

…

Khorvaire, on the outskirts of the city of Arkanix.

Just as Carl and the others were preparing to take a break, No. 18 stood next to a tree, waiting cautiously.

As a halo of light appeared on one of the trees in the forest, she looked at it with some vigilance, and even secretly turned the mantis knife hidden in her elbow to a ready-to-activate state.

A few days ago, when she and Lisanna were completing a mission, they accidentally saw the contact information left by the Druid of the Son of Winter.

That is a contact method that only very senior members can access. I don't know why No. 18 took advantage of the time today to come and take a look.

"I remember your name is...Mitris, right?"

Suddenly, a steady but a little indifferent voice came from the surrounding. No. 18 turned around abruptly and found that a middle-aged man with gray hair had appeared not far behind her at some point.

"Ah, that's the name my master gave me. I don't know what my real name is."

Hearing this, the druid chuckled.

"That sounds more like a proper name than No. 18. Who gave it to you?"

Speaking of this, No. 18's expression became a little conflicted.

But she quickly returned to her usual expression and asked with limited patience, "What are you doing here?"

“Try this!”

As he spoke, the druid took out many bionic hands and feet from his dimensional bag and threw them at Midris.

It was obvious that the bionic prosthesis was Carl's work. As the first person to wear all of Carl's bionic prostheses, Mitris could tell this without having to try it herself.

This made her wonder what the relationship was between the person in front of her and Karl.

As if he had seen through Mitris's hesitation, the druid explained, "This is a bionic body that I asked Carl to help me develop that druids would not reject. I just happened to have heard about you from Mooreban, so I wanted to try it out on you first."

Then, as the slime monster squirmed in unison with her, the new carbon fiber prosthetic skeleton merged with her.

"Try to transform!"

As soon as the fusion was completed, the druid couldn't wait to give orders.

Mitris frowned slightly, and then she performed the Transfiguration spell for the first time in a long time.

To her surprise, she actually transformed! The slime, along with her carbon fiber prosthetic skeleton, transformed into a lynx.

However, the most lethal features of this lynx's two front limbs are not its claws, but its two mantis blades.

Although the size of the mantis knives has been reduced due to transformation, it does not hinder their sharpness and lethality.

There was a strange light flashing in the druid's eyes, and without waiting for Midris to say anything, he walked directly towards the tree that had just emitted a faint glow.

In a flash of light, his figure disappeared, as if he had never been there.

The pupils of Mitris in lynx form shrank.

"Wood Release Technique?"

Even in her heyday, Midris had not mastered this druid spell, which made Midris feel fortunate that she did not act rashly just now.

After adjusting her breathing, Midris transformed again and returned to her human form.

Although Carl jokingly called her No. 18, compared to No. 18, Midris's appearance at this time was more similar to Jamie White in "Street Fighter".

At this time, Mitris had a golden ponytail draped over her shoulders.

The gray tight-fitting training suit paired with the blood-red boxing gloves made anyone who saw her think she was a martial monk.

The slightly bulging muscle lines are somewhat similar to Hope's figure, but the size of some parts makes her a head shorter than Hope.

Looking at the place where the druid left, she frowned and said in a puzzled tone: "Why is this guy a bit weird? But never mind, my monk training has reached a bottleneck. Since I can use the druid's ability again, I will upgrade my druid level again."

After talking to herself, Midris was about to leave, but after thinking about it, she turned into a sparrow again and flew towards the city of Akanix.

Between the wings, black carbon fiber material is faintly visible from the feathers.

This gives the sparrow a cyberpunk feel.

Flying is much faster than running, and Mitris returned to the city gate in just one sixth of the time it took her to get there.

After changing back into human form, she walked into the city gate skillfully and stopped in front of a potion shop.

"Nia, I'm back after finishing my work."

After knocking on the door, she reported and then walked straight into the store.

Next to the alchemical instruments, Nia, dressed in a long robe, was making a potion.

Compared to three years ago, Nia has grown in both height and figure, which makes her look a little more mature.

Nia turned a deaf ear to Mitris's report until the test tube in front of her lit up with a magical glow. She nodded calmly as if she had just continued the previous topic.

"No trouble, eh?"

"No!"

Because she has to assist her father in his work, and the monk Mitris can always help Cass and others complete some difficult tasks, Nia and Mitris have a good relationship now.

Even Nia already knew the true identity of Mitris.

Compared to Carl, Nia's moral bottom line is much lower than she expected.

Because Mitris did not harm Nia and Carl's family, Nia calmly accepted this villain who once used tourists as experimental materials in the storm as her helper.

In this respect, Nia is actually very much like her father.

The two of them stayed in silence until lunch time, and finally, a full-of-energy voice broke the silence.

"Sister Nia! Number 18! Time to eat!"

Outside the house, Lisanna was still yelling and screaming like a child who had not grown up.

Her thinking didn't seem to have changed much with the passage of time, at most she became a little taller.

"Here we come!"* 2Putting down the work in their hands, Nia and Mitris walked out of the potion shop together.

Outside the house, Lisanna had been waiting at the door for a while, dragging a long-dead deer on a magic motorcycle.

"Today I went to help the village in the west to clear out the overrunning deer herd. It seems that they hunted a lot of wolves a while ago, which resulted in an overrunning deer herd. Alas, if there was a druid here, this wouldn't be the case."

After expressing her feelings in a proper manner, Lisana chatted with her two good sisters and walked towards a restaurant in the city.

(End of this chapter)