Monroe relayed to Firuvin the signs of potential Dungeon Uprising that Luigi’s party and Hulim Heyerar had encountered separately.

After listening to Monroe’s report,

Firuvin fell into deep contemplation.

He then lifted his gaze to Hulim and said, “Hulim, I suspect you uncovered more than what was shared. Would you be willing to elaborate?”

Hulim arched an eyebrow in mild surprise. It didn’t come as a shock that the Guildmaster knew her name—but how did he deduce she held additional intel?

Even so, she responded forthrightly, “You’re correct. In the core chamber of the Black Marsh Dungeon, I discovered that the Dungeon Core there was exhibiting abnormal activity……”

She recounted the full details of the incident, including how she’d repaired the dungeon herself.

“You repaired the dungeon?!”

Firuvin stared at her with genuine astonishment. “Where did you acquire such a skill?”

“By chance,” Hulim replied with a calm, unchanging expression.

“By chance……”

Firuvin could tell she was concealing the truth, yet he didn’t press the matter further.

His mind was reeling. Mending a divine construct was no trivial feat of personal prowess—it demanded an unfathomably vast repository of knowledge. Across the entire world, only two other Rank S Powerhouses—himself and the reigning Sage—and a single scholar who’d devoted their entire life to researching such arts could barely master this ability.

And yet, here stood a fourth individual capable of it.

What was more, she was merely fourteen years old!

It was utterly preposterous……

But then, Firuvin recalled something someone had told him once. According to that source, Hulim shared a profound connection with them. If it was they who’d instructed her, then this seemingly impossible feat suddenly became plausible……

Having sorted through this line of reasoning, he spoke again, “I grasp the situation now. What you’ve reported is of critical importance—this is no mere coincidence. I will personally oversee the investigation into this matter.”

“As for the reward for your report, the guild staff will deliver it to you in due course. Additionally——”

“Luigi, Lore, and Hulim—the three of you acted swiftly to neutralize the dungeons’ latent threats. In particular, Hulim, repairing the Dungeon Core completely resolved the anomaly in that dungeon. These are separate and distinct merits, and you shall receive an additional reward for them.”

“Thank you, Guildmaster,” the three replied in unison.

“Pardon me…… Guildmaster?”

Hulim spoke up once more.

“Yes, Hulim? Is there something else you wish to add?”

“I ventured into the dungeon alongside the Silver Team and Arthur earlier. If a reward is to be distributed, they are entitled to a share of mine.”

“I see,” Firuvin smiled. “I will make the necessary arrangements to that effect.”

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He then rose to his feet. “In any case, you have performed admirably today. Should similar situations arise in the future, I ask that you continue to act with equal diligence.”

“We shall, Guildmaster.”

“We will bear this in mind.”

“Rest assured, Your Excellency Firuvin—I shall comply without hesitation!”

Luigi, Lore, and Monroe responded in turn.

Firuvin nodded, then shifted his gaze back to Hulim. “Hulim, your abilities are exceptional. It is likely I will require your assistance again shortly. I hope you will not decline—and rest assured, you will receive all the recompense an adventurer is due for your efforts.”

“I understand, Guildmaster. Please do not hesitate to send for me should the need arise.”

“Very well.”

Shortly after this exchange, the four of them departed the Guildmaster’s chambers.

Once they were gone, Firuvin turned and strode toward the depths of the room, unlocking a concealed vault. From within, he retrieved a Magic Tool.

Hum!

The cube-shaped Magic Tool fragmented into countless smaller cubes, hovering gently above his palm.

“Let us uncover who is stirring up this trouble……”

In the blink of an eye, the chamber door swung open of its own accord, and Firuvin’s figure vanished into the guild’s inner sanctum.

……

Beyond the city walls of Bongisto,

deep within a dungeon’s depths.

Firuvin and a contingent of high-rank adventurers affiliated with the guild had arrived. After effortlessly defeating the dungeon’s Dungeon Lord, Firuvin opened the passage leading to the core chamber.

“Wait for me here,” he commanded.

“Yes, Your Excellency!”

Instructing the others to remain outside, Firuvin entered the core chamber alone. Upon laying eyes on the Dungeon Core within, his brow furrowed slightly.

“So this one is corrupted as well……”

After a brief interval,

the Dungeon Core abruptly ceased all function.

Three seconds later——

Hum!

The core flickered back to life, operating smoothly and normally this time.

Having repaired the core, Firuvin exited the chamber.

Boom!

As the passage sealed shut behind him, he strode forth without glancing back.

“Onward—to the next dungeon.”

After investigating several more dungeons in quick succession,

Firuvin came to a halt in an open wilderness, standing in silent thought as if piecing together a puzzle.

“Guildmaster, shall we continue our investigation?” one of the adventurers asked.

“……There is no need,” Firuvin shook his head. “Based on our current findings, it is highly probable that every dungeon in this region has been affected.”

The adventurers exchanged bewildered glances. One of them mustered the courage to ask, “Guildmaster, how should we proceed? Is it possible to repair these dungeons?”

“Repairing them is feasible. With the aid of another capable individual, we could mend all the dungeons before the crisis escalates fully. However, that would be nothing more than treating the symptoms rather than the root cause.”

As he spoke, Firuvin stared down at the earth beneath his feet. “The true source of the problem does not lie within the dungeons—it lies within the very land we tread upon.”

“The land beneath us?”

The adventurers glanced down at the ground in confusion, utterly unable to fathom his meaning.

“Guildmaster, what exactly do you mean by that?”

“To put it simply, the root of the issue lies with the Ley Lines that flow beneath the earth’s surface. Someone has tampered with them.”

“The anomalies within these dungeons are merely collateral damage. Even if we repair every single dungeon, the same problems will resurface before long unless we address the corruption of the Ley Lines themselves.”

“This……”

The adventurers listened in stunned silence, struggling to wrap their minds around the gravity of his words.

“Enough. There is no need for you to dwell on the specifics. Simply follow my instructions from this point onward.”

He then issued a series of precise orders to the group……

“Remember—these tasks are of the utmost importance. They must be completed as expeditiously as possible. You may request additional reinforcements from headquarters at any time.”

“We understand, Your Excellency! We shall not fail!”

“Good. You may depart to carry out your assignments.”

“Yes!”

The adventurers dispersed immediately, setting off to execute his directives without delay.

Once they were gone,

Firuvin stood alone in the empty wilderness, a flicker of concern crossing his features.

“……I pray we are not too late.”

“No. Perhaps I ought to put a contingency plan in place.”

With that, he retrieved an object from within his robes.

It was a Destiny Magic artifact—an S-Rank Magic Tool, a pinnacle creation of a mighty ancient civilization. It could rearrange its form to fulfill a vast array of functions.

Whoosh! Whoosh……

The Destiny Cube split into twenty-seven smaller cubes, hovering above his right hand and spinning at a dizzying speed.

After a moment, the cubes rearranged themselves into a new configuration, activating a specific, powerful ability.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Firuvin triggered the ability.

Hum~!

A unique wave of magical energy then rippled outward toward the distant horizon at an inconceivable speed……

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