Merlin was so shocked by himself that he suddenly aspired to become a Spirit Forger.
This wasn't him. He wasn't the kind of person who had this kind of idea.
At all times, Merlin stayed modest and unambitious. Even if he was Arthur's servant, he didn't find any problem with that. He was satisfied as long as he could live a peaceful life and did not have to face bad things.
After that, the two continued their search for spirit resources.
Nier was leading the way. He traveled within a radius of ten miles, not far from the village, because there were unusually not many high-level Spirit Beasts around this village.
It was therefore a harvesting place for new Dementors like them.
“We're lucky, Merlin, look! …That's a Spirit Crystal Mushroom. It is a spirit resource that is not inferior to the spirit grass at all. You truly are a mascot,” Nier said happily to Merlin.