"My Lady, there are traces of High Tier earth Magic remaining."
Listening to her subordinate's report, Eleanor unconsciously raised her hand, pressed her fingertip against her lips, and lightly bit it.
This hideout had already been turned completely upside down. Not only were there traces left by battle, there were also the remnants of a Ritual Array inside.
Hand of Death?
Or was it some restless Lord nearby secretly stirring up trouble?
Whatever it was, Eleanor could feel a sense of crisis.
She had finally started seeing some progress lately. Relying on that silly Mushroom Race, she'd sold a lot of Delicious mushrooms to other Lords, and the research on Blood Jade Wine also seemed to be making some headway. Everything was moving in a good direction.
But now it seemed someone was already getting jealous.
Trying to sabotage her? Or trying to take a share of the pie from her?
