In the mortal world of the Three-Cave World, Locke controlled his Treant avatar and stayed with the two mortals for three years, while only three days passed on the Ringed Mountain.
At this time, Orian was already eighteen years old.
His guard, meanwhile, looked much older. Every night, the middle-aged guard secretly prayed to the God of War and hoped that, after waking the next day, the priest of the God of War would find them and tell them that their actions had been forgiven.
That way, they could get away from this evil "Treant" and return to the mortal city-state of Terilla.
Three years later, Orian wore leather clothing tanned from the hides of animals in the forest. He also used trees gathered from the forest to make bows, arrows, and bolts, and crushed naturally poisonous plants to make weapons.
Under Locke's guidance, Orian mastered the martial arts summarized by the Forest Rangers of the two worlds.
On this day, Orian dragged a Dire Wolf he had hunted to Locke's Treant avatar. Locke's Treant avatar was squatting on the ground, with hundreds of Ogham Tree Runes moving between his fingers.
In Orian's eyes, countless characters radiating magical light were moving along the Treant's branches.
Locke was taking advantage of the relatively slow flow of mortal time in the Three-Cave Plane to organize his past knowledge of Botany within his mind.
"I see. My previous construction of Vine Hand wasn't perfect enough. The Spell Model of Vine Hand can still be fine-tuned once more..."
In essence, conducting magical research, even if it was only a thought experiment, required consuming a tremendous amount of Light of Mind. Since there was no Magic Tide in the Present World of the Three-Cave Plane, he could only consume his own Light of Mind when