Nothing could lift a mood quite as much as a trip to a dungeon. Well, at least as far as Lane was concerned.
Of course, it would be better if it was an active dungeon filled with dangerous monsters to fight… But beggars can't be choosers. Standing in front of the Gate to the Eldenveil, Lane's eyes practically shone, a genuine smile adorning his face. There was his spatial bag with the wavelength lock hidden in his jacket, and inside, there were over thirty capsules with the Fertilizer. He was all set and ready to go.
