I can't stop thinking about my laboratory.

I had decades of research and the rarest of supplies and materials there. All abandoned.

Not to mention all my personal things, of course.

Player: "Quite a loss."

I have to find a way to go back. This cabin will do for living, but it will never serve for research.

I need to rid the place of spirits. But I haven't swung a sword in decades and my combat skills were never very good.

Would you be willing to help me, Player?

Player: Accept.

That's what I hoped you'd say--thank you!

It was Mud Spirits and Rock Spirits that raided my lab and drove me out.

When they're gone, I can return. Please go to the Crystal Rise and get rid of them.

Player: "On my way"

Did you eliminate both the Mud Spirits and the Rock Spirits?

And you must have seen my laboratory. How was it?

Player: "No spirits, but the lab's in ruins."

In ruins? How is that possible? What did they do?

Oh Player, they've made our work meaningless!

Thank you...for...for helping me. Now that I grasp the situation, I need to make a new plan.