Three days later, after Kyle had cleared out the Gold-rank Dark Creatures in the Underground World, he returned to the side of the dark river.
After carefully observing his surroundings and confirming that no one was watching him, he approached the dark river, whose riverbed had been smashed apart.
With a wave of his hand, he erected two walls of magic power. After confining the dark river's water within its channel, he compared the map and searched for the spot where the withered vine, whose background had turned to ash, was located.
Half an hour later, Kyle stopped before a pit.
"This is the place."
Kyle put away the map and extended his senses underground.
Before long, a black box entered his range of perception.
"This should be it."
With a thought, vast amounts of earth rose up and piled around him.
In just a few minutes, tens of thousands of tons of soil had been excavated.
Looking at the black box below, he raised his hand, wrapped it in magic power, and drew it up to the surface.
"This should be the item Master wants."
With another wave of his hand, he cleared away the dust covering it, revealing a line of elven script.
Without his noticing, a faint trace of aura separated from the black box and attached itself to him.
Kyle looked at the words and read them aloud softly, "Magic Calendar, November 13th, 13018. Left by Morienk."
"An unfamiliar name. I'm rather curious about what's inside."
After carefully examining the black box, Kyle ultimately suppressed his curiosity and did not open it.
After storing the item in his Spatial Equipment, Kyle waved his hand and refilled the pit with the tens of thousands of tons of soil. He then cast a spell to make the earth