He recognized it after all…
Ronald actually expected Majie'er's reaction at this mont.
Rather, even in his middle age, Majie'er was able to see so much information at their first eting; so now, how could Majie'er, who is older and has accumulated countless life experiences, fail to notice so clues?
Therefore, Ronald was not surprised, he just responded calmly:
"Mr. Majie'er, my surna is indeed Adler."
"But regarding the various matters happening on this visit to [Larchmont], I hope we can discuss them privately."
At this mont, there were only four people in the room.
Although in the midst of historical fragnts, Ronald still didn't want to bring any trouble to Fisher beside him, hence his statent.
After stating his stance, Ronald directly pointed towards Majie'er's laboratory:
"Perhaps we can go to your laboratory first?"
"…"
Faced with Ronald's current attitude, Majie'er furrowed his brows.
The old man felt subtle emotions in his heart, but years of life had taught him the importance of silence.
Thus, Majie'er did not reveal any emotion.
He rely rose from his chair, still moving with an aged and slow gait, and walked towards the laboratory without a word.
Seeing this, Ronald quickly followed, signaling to Il behind him before entering:
"Il, I'm going in to talk with Mr. Majie'er, you stay here with Fisher and rember not to cause trouble."
Il imdiately replied: "Boss, I understand!"
"…"
After arranging everything, Ronald followed Majie'er into the laboratory.
Once the door on the side of the room closed, his gaze naturally swept around the surroundings.
Different from what was seen in the first and second historical fragnts, the laboratory now had only one experintal table, and the structure was quite simple.
As for the rest, the space had been completely filled with old scrolls and books.
Ronald could see many items covered in dust due to long periods of neglect, including the scroll on magic elent research that once profoundly shocked him.
"…"
Facing the state of the laboratory, Ronald felt inexplicably sad for a mont.
It can be foreseen - after the elderly mage activates that final experint, this room filled with unknown amounts of knowledge will be locked in history cycles.
What saddened Ronald even more was.
The room had already been damaged in the attempt to retrieve the original text before he understood anything about [Larchmont].
Even if the cyclical problem in history is resolved and the broken books are salvaged from the ruins.
But after enduring so many years of wear.
These valuable pieces of knowledge, who knows how much can still be preserved now.
"…"
At this mont, Ronald contemplated deeply, but Majie'er, who had guided him into the laboratory, wasn't aware of these things.
The elderly mage stood on one side of the laboratory, then continued speaking slowly, in his distinctive manner:
"Young man, you should tell about your relationship with that old fellow Hobbes, right?"
"As far as I know, after Lumier died, he didn't marry other won again, nor did he have other offspring to inherit the family business…"
At this point, Majie'er's voice abruptly paused for a few seconds.
His gaze began to wander back and forth on Ronald's golden hair and gray eyes, then in this increasingly serious gaze, Majie'er's voice suddenly beca stern:
"Do you think imitating Hobbes' hair and eye color will deceive about your identity?"
This ti, Majie'er's tone carried a rebuke, and for the first ti, the ancient and terrifying Magic Fluctuation was revealed in him. Even Ronald, who had experienced many things, witnessed such a fearful aura on a human for the first ti.
At this mont, the mage seed not like a mortal, akin to a magnificent mountain standing before him.
However, standing before Majie'er.
Ronald's eyebrows were swiftly raised twice due to the na 'Lumier' from Majie'er's mouth.
This is unprecedented news!
Moreover, coming from Hobbes' close friend, the credibility is almost one hundred percent.
So…
The pioneer of the Adler family, Hobbes, had an early-passed wife, and she bore the na 'Lumier'; furthermore, what Ronald couldn't comprehend was Hobbes not leaving any descendants.
In an instant, various questions surged in his mind.
—No descendants left, where did this body co from?
—Lumier, who once mastered part of the original text of the "Divine Cody", what was her connection to Hobbes' wife?
—Were they rely coincidentally having the sa na, or was there so deeper, hidden connection?
"…"
"What! You dare not answer ?"
At this ti, the elderly Majie'er's voice beca increasingly frightening.
Ronald imdiately realized, aware he couldn't delay any longer.
"I apologize, Mr. Majie'er, I was distracted just now."
"As for my issue, take a look at this and you'll understand much of the situation."
Due to previous interactions, Ronald understood Majie'er's character.
So after apologizing, he took the most decisive and effective approach—taking out the original text Majie'er had given him.
"…"
Thus, the elderly mage was instantly silent.
He gazed at the original text in Ronald's hand, his expression utterly incredulous.
This is definitely his original text!
Even though, in Ronald's eyes, it was just a glowing book with unrecognizable appearance, but in Majie'er's eyes, it was the original text that belonged to and accompanied him for a lifeti!
Such an important item, how could he mistake it?
"…"
"This… This is indeed correct…"
Extending his aged right hand, Majie'er gently brushed over the original text Ronald handed him.
Confirming his original text obviously wouldn't require much trouble.
So with a simple gesture, Majie'er quickly understood everything. Subsequently, a flash of light appeared on his wrist, symbolizing the imprint of owning the original text.
Two identical original texts existing at the sa ti, everything was self-evident.
"…"
The elderly Majie'er accepted the reality in silence, drifting in thoughts for a long ti.
During this, Ronald did not interrupt his actions.
Thus, after nearly two minutes, the elderly mage finally organized his thoughts and conceived a possible explanation for the scene before him:
"I'm quite sure there aren't two identical original texts in the world."
"So young man, are you not actually a resident of this era? Or could you be from another parallel universe?"
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