"It's truly spectacular..."
Ronald successfully pulled the sealed bottle out from the fairy tale seal in a single go, prompting admiration from the three approaching from behind.
In the realm of mystery, this behavior actually belongs to a highly difficult ritual.
The missteps in action, timing errors, and delicate manipulation of magic power...
All these nurous details require the host to exercise full control on their own. If any part goes astray, it spells failure for the ritual.
That's why, generally speaking, casters performing such rituals cannot avoid experiencing several failures.
And Ronald?
Success in a single attempt, without any delay.
Such decisive and efficient execution abilities also indirectly verify this man's profound knowledge on the mystical side.
"It's nothing, just luck."
Ronald had no interest in spending ti on this.
He lightly shook his head, then picked out the brass bottles from the fishing net one by one.
Of these sixteen brass bottles, fifteen are genuine sealing implents imprisoning enemies. But only one bottle seals a true demon in the literal sense.
A demon birthed from the concept of fairy tales, and simultaneously a trap.
If anyone recklessly opens that demon bottle, they will be attacked imdiately, until defeated by the demon, then bottled and thrown into the sea.
"I wonder if anyone went in like that..."
Thinking this, Ronald slightly shook his head at the brass bottles, then quickly found the one sealing Lumiel, and promptly tossed the other brass bottles back into the sea.
Plop— Plop—
One by one, the bottles reabsorbed back into the sea along with the seal concept.
Ronald also felt the magic do around him gradually weaken until it vanished.
At this mont, he cautiously opened the foil sealing the brass bottle:
"Bach, here's what you wanted."
Swish—
Blue smoke floated out, and Lumiel, still using a puppet body, sat on the ground, her tattered appearance unchanged.
However, only one thing had changed: Lumiel's ntal state.
This person no longer had the spirit she had when she was sealed, a dull and lifeless appearance. If Ronald hadn't confird her identity with [Greedy Original Sin], he might have thought there was a spell error.
At this ti, looking at Lumiel's miserable appearance.
Patricia voiced a sentint:
"Being sealed long-term in a bottle without seeing the light of day, unable to act, it's very damaging to her spirit."
"It doesn't matter; it's of no concern to ." Upon hearing Patricia's sentint, the Warden expressed his attitude indifferently.
Then he stepped forward, adjusted Lumiel's body, and t her gaze.
"The troops of the company successfully crushed those natives, so the stocks released last quarter will bring great returns for you..."
The Warden summoned the original post and incanted spells to exercise his power.
Although he didn't see the entirety.
Standing aside, Ronald saw the words [East India Company] written on Warden Bach's original post.
This sort of thing can beco an original post... it makes sense indeed.
Ronald quickly rembered information he had obtained, about original posts involving law and trade, realizing Bach's original post was a book birthed during the East India Company period.
If this man could awaken the Complete Technique...
Thinking of this, Ronald imdiately had a premonition that it was an evil ability filled with malice toward humanity!
...
While Ronald pondered the intelligence, the Warden acted steadily.
A few minutes passed, and the magic power within Lumiel was extracted by him in exaggerated amounts. Gazing at Lumiel's vacant eyes, Ronald even doubted if she could still perform the spells she had learned normally now.
The trade ntioned by the Warden was indeed the deposit and retrieval of magic power.
However, this act itself isn't a good experience for the one being traded.
No wonder Lumiel fled Berlenwich in a desperate escape after parting from the Warden.
"Hoo—"
Another few minutes crept by.
Finally, the Warden completely drained Lumiel's magic power, then exhaled deeply.
At this mont, on this robust man's body, magic fluctuations far stronger than before roiled uneasily. After reclaiming the traded magic, his power was ascending rapidly, producing a one-plus-one-greater-than-two effect.
Judging from Ronald's knowledgeable viewpoint.
It seems one of the forr holders of the original post who dominated [Entelode], that one who ultimately opted to sacrifice himself for the country, Kangdingrant, stands on par with Bach here.
"The restriction... finally lifted."
The Warden rose from Lumiel, expressing fond sentints.
The initial judgnt about Lumiel's special qualities was not off, or rather, it was a farsighted correct judgnt!
He can feel his own formidable strength now.
This unprecedented power signifies his arrival at the top layers of the mystical side. Any holder of an original post worldwide may have to admire his current strength.
He is definitely thoroughly ascended!
With newfound confidence, the Warden turned to the other three.
Then, his body shuddered.
A second ago, Bach felt he could stand alongside Ronald, even surpassing him as a strong contender.
But upon reevaluation, he realized he was woefully mistaken.
The unfathomable impression he once held of Ronald now upon reevaluation revealed only power more intimidating than before!
The feeling was akin to his previous abilities being inadequate to glimpse the whole picture. Now, with the heightened power, he recognized the disparity between them more vividly.
So what kind of creature is this man...?
Or could the Queen he once served possibly reach Ronald's degree of strength?
"..."
"Mr. Bach, have you finished your business?"
As the Warden collected his aura, montarily lost, Ronald interrupted:
"If you're done, I'll be starting now."
The Warden acted promptly, responding:
"I'm already finished, please proceed with whatever you need to do!"
Ronald nodded slightly toward the Warden, then shifted his gaze, settling on Lumiel, kneeling on the sand.
"..."
"As for you, better co inside first."
After brief contemplation, Ronald aid the brass bottle's mouth at Lumiel.
Swish—
In the next mont, Lumiel transford into smoke, re-entering the bottle.
Ronald didn't imdiately follow Alya's thod to 'make a wish' with Lumiel, but rather first placed her back into the brass bottle.
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