Sylvie already knew trouble is brewing even before Pietro’s group entered the dungeon. As a dark elf, she has a certain connection to any plant that she touches. And as long as she is in a certain proximate range from any of these plants, she will get a notification once anything happens to them.

This might seem incredible but all it really does is tell her if one of these plants died. That’s all and, this is the very same reason why Sylvie has always seen it as a useless skill. It doesn’t seem to bring anything to the table. Just a cheap party trick that she can brag about whenever she faces non-elves. But Merlin taught her the true value of this. Something which happened a day before Asther and the adventurers launched their attack.

[Azazel Dungeon – Sylvie’s Garden]

“So, this whole place is going to be mine huh.”

Sylvie took a look around the entirety of the place. It is a vast area within the dungeon that comprises two rooms. One being the place where the garden will be raised a