After entering the city grounds, Benjamin hailed a few horse carriages to help him transport his cargo. A few days later, he arrived at the Academy with the entire haul from his adventure.
"Wha… what is all this?"
In a secret laboratory, Morris, along with the elders from the Magic Potion department and the ‘relics’ from the small rune research team, basically Benjamin’s most trusted researchers, gathered around.
They all looked at the piling boxes of fractured remains and couldn’t help but feel appalled. One of the elders picked up a fibula fragment, examined it in his hands, raised his eyebrows and asked in absolute confusion.
Benjamin took a deep breath in response.
"Now all of you may be rather shocked by what I’m about to share." He spoke slowly, "Prepare yourselves, for this will definitely be something unheard of for all of you."
