After finishing his call with his elf follower, Anvis immediately turned to contact Duke Carlot.
Although the outcome of this incident seemed fairly good, some of the problems hidden beneath it weighed heavily on his mind.
According to his estimates, the reinforcements the family had sent to support the Last Dragonborn should have found the Elf within two days.
But in reality, the reinforcements had arrived more than a full day later than expected.
If not for the Last Dragonborn's special nature as a Player, his elf follower would have gone to see the Gods long ago!
He did not want to think too deeply about the issues this exposed.
After recounting every suspicious detail of the incident to the Duke, Anvis put away the Crystal Ball, tidied his clothes slightly, then slowly headed downstairs toward the basement of his residence.
Standing before the dark metal doors, Anvis raised a hand and pressed it against a Rune at their center, channeling in a thread of Spiritual Power.
Whoosh—
The Rune glowed faintly, and the doors silently slid upward.
Before Anvis lay a vast hemispherical Magic Laboratory spanning nearly a thousand square meters.
Complex Magic Circuits, flickering in and out of light, were inscribed across the dark metal walls.
Massive, precise magical experimental equipment stood arranged neatly throughout the room.
At the center of the laboratory, multiple nested rings of mysterious inscriptions slowly rotated in midair, while beneath them stood a Crystal Well spraying Elemental Rainbow Light.
Bright White Light streamed down from the Illumination Array in the dome above, lending this fantastical laboratory a hint of modernity.
Over the past few months, Anvis had completely renovated this basement.
Now, in the eyes of a former Seventh Rank Magister like him, its various specifications could barely be considered up to standard.