Great Gains from the Memory Crystal!

Was it already the appointed time?

Ailin instinctively called out, "Coming," and immediately got out of bed.

After last night's Druid lesson, Mentor Zebbie Ortega had arranged with him to sort through Lydia's belongings together the next day.

According to Mentor Zebbie Ortega's exact words—

"Sorry, Ailin. I didn't expect Lydia to have so many belongings. I simply can't sort through them all in a few days, and I'll be leaving tomorrow. I can only take you there, then I'll have to trouble you to sort things out yourself. Is that all right?"

What answer could Ailin possibly give? Of course, he could not have wanted it more.

At the same time, though, he found it rather strange.

Logically speaking, Lydia was not a native Druid of the Druid Circle of Myna. She was merely a guest staying there through her status as an elf, as well as the Druids' sympathy and shared ties.

Her relationship with Mentor Zebbie Ortega was not particularly close. Naturally, it was not bad either, but they were only acquaintances who had heard of each other.

It was not strange for the Druid to agree.

After all, she was only borrowing a place to stay. The Druid Circle of Myna was vast and did not lack one or two rooms. Perhaps they had even hoped to recruit Lydia into the Druid Circle of Myna.

Even if it had not been Mentor Zebbie Ortega whom she had asked, the other Druids would probably not have refused.

The reason it had ultimately been Mentor Zebbie Ortega was likely because Lydia had the natural thought that someone of the same elven bloodline would be more reassuring.

That was perfectly normal.

What was abnormal was Lydia's behavior.

How many belongings did someone need for a Great Druid to say