A restless night passed.
The sky had subtly started to lighten.
Looking at the unexpected acquisition from the Dream Realm in their hands, neither of them could sleep any longer.
For them, "adventure" itself was not the goal; the ultimate acquisition was. For adventurers, only precious treasures are the best solace for a narrow escape from death.
They changed into fresh clothes.
Even in the cold of midwinter, Aiven was still in simple trousers and a shirt, while Olivia changed into a lady's hunting outfit. Aiven also draped his wide ship captain's cloak, the "Thunderbird Robe," over her.
On a patch of beach next to the campsite, the two of them carefully examined the brass box together.
"This should be a creation of the 'Alchemy School,' right?"
Olivia, who had fought with them in the Dream Realm, was the first to make her judgment.
