Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 276 A Special Meeting

Ita lowered his head, glancing at Muirna, and muttered something under his breath.

"By the way, how's Yumilia doing at the Ecological Institute lately? She always looks exhausted when she comes back," Caesar changed the subject.

“I’m usually very busy, and I can only teach her for a short while each day. After that, I ask other researchers to take care of her. But they don’t really care about this kind of thing, and Little Leah is always asked to do some very tedious things,” Muirna said.

"I think things will get better once I get past the beginner stage, right?"

Ita, who had been keeping a low profile, spoke up: "But why exactly is it necessary to send Yumilia to study at the Ecological Institute?"

“Perhaps it’s also to improve our relationship?” Muirner said.

"Huh? Why should Yumilia get along with you? Besides, you said you don't usually pay attention to her at all!" Ita said with dissatisfaction.

"This is indeed my fault, and I want to make it up to Xiaoliya, who is such a hardworking and diligent child."

When Ita said this, Caesar also sensed something. Yumilia only mentioned that the training was arranged by the botanical garden, but thinking about it carefully, Freya wouldn't have specifically arranged for her to be next to Muirna when arranging the training. There seemed to be some inside story.

Suppressing her doubts, she didn't ask any further questions and instead changed the subject.

After chatting for a while, Muirner glanced at the time, clapped his hands, and stood up.

"Alright, it's getting late, I'll head back now. Thank you for your hospitality, Ita."

"No, you're welcome," Ita said through gritted teeth, enunciating each word clearly.

"Will you still welcome me next time I come?" Muirner asked jokingly.

Ita turned her face away and said angrily, "Whatever, come if you want, I didn't stop you."

Caesar smiled helplessly and said to Muirner, "I'll see you out, Professor."

"Um,"

Ita ignored him, crossed his arms and sat on the sofa, while Caesar followed Muirna out the door.

The servants had already prepared the carriage at the gate of the courtyard.

“That’s all for now, see you next time, little Sasser,” Muirner said to Caesar.

After saying goodbye, Muirner was about to get into the car when he paused for a moment, turned around, and said, "There's something I need to tell you."

"What is it?" Caesar asked, but he probably already knew the answer in his heart.

"I should go on an expedition to the Arctic after the harvest festival and before summer,"

"Before that, I should be able to find some time to complete Xiaoliya's first phase of learning,"

"Arctic expedition?" Caesar feigned surprise. "How long would that take?"

"I can't say for sure, but based on the previous situation, the earliest we can expect to return is the following year." Muirner gave a wry smile.
"We might not see each other for a long time."

"Yes," Caesar said, feeling genuinely somewhat frustrated.

"What's the reason? Why the sudden decision to go to the Arctic?"

"Because the snowstorms around the North Pole will subside this year, creating a rare window of opportunity. If we miss it, we'll probably have to wait several more years," Muirner said.

She smiled faintly: "I also have some special missions to shoulder for this expedition."

“Then I wish you all the best, Professor,” Caesar said. “If it’s convenient, how about I see you off?”

“Sure, I’d love to,” Muirner said with a smile.

She got into the car and waved to Caesar.

"Please give my regards to Little Ita as well. See you next time."

After saying goodbye, the car drove away with Muirna in tow.

Caesar looked at the taillights, lowered his arm, and his expression calmed down.

Muirner came to see him specifically this time, probably not just to have a chat.
However, he thought he would probably find out her purpose soon.

Back at the mansion, Ita pretended to be reading a book.

"What about the things that were sent?" Caesar asked.

Seeing that he had no intention of settling the score, Ita breathed a sigh of relief and ordered someone to fetch the map. The map was inside a wooden tube. After opening it, Caesar carefully took out the map and spread it out on the table.

The map was drawn on parchment, about the size of a newspaper, but it looked very new; I'd guess it's no more than a hundred years old.

Even a hundred years ago, papermaking technology was very advanced, and parchment became rare. However, it is possible that parchment was used to carry some kind of magic spell. Parchment has always been a very useful medium for spells.

Once unfolded, the contents were a blurry mess, and nothing could be clearly seen.

"Fake, fake?" Ita said from the side.

“No, it needs a key to open,” Caesar said.

This map does indeed have overlay techniques that can lock the map's contents, like a combination lock.

Caesar slowly channeled magic along its circuit, and after a moment, the map seemed to spread out from the center, gradually revealing legends, routes, landmarks, and even terrain differences in great detail.
Caesar quietly and carefully observed the map, while Itha stood quietly to the side without saying a word.

After a long while, Caesar finally breathed a sigh of relief and raised his head.

"it is true."

He was one of the designers of the palace. If even he couldn't recognize the map of the palace, then probably no one else could tell if it was real.

This map meticulously marks every secret passage and every terrain feature of the palace, detailing both accessible and inaccessible paths.

"Moreover, this is a Marauder's Map."

"What is a Marauder's Map?" Ita asked curiously.

"It's a high-end map from a long time ago. The technology used to make it has been lost. Simply put, it can mark your location on the map and also display the surrounding situation in real time, so you can know where you are, what's happening around you, and where the danger is through the map."

Caesar pointed to some slowly wriggling dots on the map and said, "For example, these are schools of fish swimming around. However, there are certain limitations. Some creatures with high magic power may not be able to be shown on the Marauder's Map. But it still has a great advantage over the regular map."

“Oh, so that means it’s a really good thing? Sounds like it’s quite difficult to make,” Ita said.

Caesar nodded and put the map away, holding it in his hand.

"I'm more curious about who made the map than who created it."

The creation process of Marauder's Map is extremely complicated, especially since this is a royal palace, and a royal palace that has been submerged at the bottom of the sea.

It could easily be called a divine project.

The clock chimed, and the sky outside the window was already shrouded in darkness.

“It’s getting late, Caesar should head back now,” Ita said.

“I won’t be going back tonight. I want to study this map a little more. Could you please tell Yumilia?” Caesar said.

"Is Caesar staying here tonight?"

“Yes, today is also the day we’re going to heal your curse,” Caesar said.

"Hehe." Hearing that she could do something comfortable tonight, Ita became happy and excitedly went to make arrangements.

Now that most of the curse of Ita's Dragon Pact has been lifted, her daily life is basically unaffected. However, in order to maintain a pleasurable experience once a week, she cunningly concealed her condition from Caesar.
That night, after everything was over, Ita had already gone to bed comfortably, while Caesar had a cup of coffee and then began studying the map.

Looking at the winding, complex terrain on the map, he was filled with a myriad of emotions.
The territory his finger is now pointing to is his former territory, the high platform he fought his whole life to reach, now reduced to ruins, presented as patterns on the yellowed parchment.

After a moment of reflection, he was suddenly moved by a spiritual connection; someone had summoned him through the Boundless Heavenly Realm.

It was Muirner; he immediately recognized the person.

He then rolled up the parchment, went into the washroom, and entered the Formless Heaven.

This stirred the illusory figure representing Muirna, and a moment later, a beautiful elven girl appeared beneath the throne.

"Greetings, Your Majesty," she greeted.

"What business do you have seeing me, spirit?"

Muirner paused for a moment, then said:

"It's about the last bloodline of the Romanian royal family."

(End of this chapter)