After clearing every corner of the nest and converting the surplus resources into essence, Ashe suddenly asked, "Don't you get the feeling this place isn't just the Feral Wolf Dragon's lair?"

Sonya raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"I've been suspicious of the Resource Point machines since last night. Their strange, ancient construction could drive any engineer or sorcerer mad. But there's no way Knowledge Creatures built them, right?"

He leaned casually against the hood of the sports car, unconcerned that the mechanisms beneath might fling blades or nick his feet. "Even the most delicate Knowledge Creatures don't have claws sensitive enough to match an ogre's pinky for picking its nose."

Dia's imagination ran wild. "Are you suggesting...