"..."
"You an, you want to go to my house?"
Ronald hesitated for a mont, then pointed at himself with a finger and asked cautiously,
"I might have misheard, right?"
The Grand Witch shook her head with a smile and said,
"I an it literally."
"Their intent here is very clear, they just want you to ensure that I don’t do anything inappropriate in Springs, and I fully understand and am willing to accept such a request."
It doesn’t involve living together with , right?
Ronald swallowed hard, his brain whirling as he thought about how to refuse this matter.
Although he had joined the "Book Research Council," he had no intention of going to such an extent as to live with a person of the Grand Witch’s status; if anything unexpected happened, that would be really problematic.
Still standing calmly in front of Ronald, the Grand Witch continued with a smile,
"Mr. Ronald, you don’t need to be too nervous."
"At least in Springs, I won’t do anything dangerous, and the reason I want to live with you is simply because it’s a rare opportunity to interact directly with soone who possesses the books."
"If you’re willing, we can share so knowledge."
"..."
"Alright then."
After a mont of silence, Ronald finally nodded in agreent.
Although he hadn’t figured out her real purpose, the idea of sharing knowledge indeed appealed to him.
As a leader of a mystical organization, the Grand Witch was undoubtedly the ideal contact for both knowledge and information.
"I am glad that you agreed to this proposal."
Upon hearing Ronald’s response, the Grand Witch nodded slightly and then offered him a ring with a smile,
"You should hold onto this for now."
Ronald took the ring, his eyes filled with curiosity.
"This is...?"
The Grand Witch smiled,
"This is a small device I made, it allows the carriers to determine each other’s location through the ring."
"Of course, it has a certain range limit."
"..."
Ronald nodded silently, then tried to infuse Magic Power into the ring.
Quickly, he felt a faint connection transmitted from it, the target was the Grand Witch standing before him.
After a few casual exchanges, the two hailed a carriage and headed towards the riverside area where Ronald lived.
However, on the way out, the Grand Witch’s gaze drifted back occasionally.
That direction.
Was Number 1 Crown Road, the location of "Celestial Palace."
----
They smoothly returned to the riverside area, and both stepped out of the carriage onto the sidewalk of the street where the apartnt was located.
Surveying her surroundings, the Grand Witch remarked again,
"It’s been so long since I’ve left this place."
"Although other things are changing, the Wis River has always remained the sa."
Ronald nodded slightly,
"The city’s developnt pace is indeed very fast, municipal planning and various erging technologies have been applied within the city, but it seems that there are no plans to modify the river course yet."
"..."
Hearing such a response, the Grand Witch unexpectedly hesitated for a mont.
Turning to look seriously at Ronald, her tone suddenly beca sowhat complicated,
"Mr. Ronald, are you also knowledgeable about these aspects?"
Ronald nodded openly in response:
"I’m just more interested, so I did so research," Ronald said.
The Grand Witch fell silent again.
After a few breaths, she responded with considerable seriousness,
"Mr. Ronald, not many people involved in the mystic side care as much as you do, especially those who own books."
Having picked her up from the train station, Ronald had co to understand the Grand Witch’s manner of speaking.
Unconcerned, he shook his head,
"Living in a city like this, I think it’s better to understand these things."
"And in my opinion, not just in Springs."
"One day in the future, perhaps the whole world will take this path, and understanding these things might beco common knowledge."
...
As soon as the words left his mouth, Ronald sensed a subtle shift in the atmosphere between them.
It seed different from what he had expected.
After hearing his remarks, the Grand Witch’s expression uncontrollably turned sowhat despondent.
It looked...
As if Ronald’s statents had negated sothing very important.
But quickly, the holder of the mystic original text adjusted her deanor and then bowed slightly to Ronald,
"Sorry, Mr. Ronald, I was a bit out of line just now."
"At this age, still being soone who encounters many things and has responsibilities for them, it’s indeed hard to avoid being emotional."
Seeing the Grand Witch bowing her head to apologize, Ronald quickly waved his hand and replied,
"No, no, no, it was my careless speech."
"Those were rely my own speculations, with no other implications. I hope you don’t misunderstand."
...
Hearing Ronald’s response, the Grand Witch looked up at him and then showed a smile full of aning,
"Alright, let’s not talk about this anymore."
...
Ronald nodded slightly, and then he led the way into the apartnt.
It was still the afternoon of that day; the landlady was at school, and most of the other tenants were not at ho. Scanning his surroundings, he could only see an old man responsible for security sitting in the courtyard and a few children still playing.
After ensuring there were no issues, Ronald imdiately pointed towards the staircase leading upstairs and then said to the Grand Witch,
"Ms. Theresa, how do you find this place?"
...
The Grand Witch didn’t respond to Ronald imdiately.
Instead, she walked steadily into the courtyard and then gently closed her eyes.
"Hmm..."
Accompanying the Grand Witch’s movents, a faint breeze, almost imperceptible, swept around the apartnt.
In Ronald’s view, this was a potent caster checking the environnt. The spellcasting power echoing in the whole space spread rapidly with the breeze, nearly scouring the ground, and then gradually vanished into nothing.
Ronald was highly suspicious.
Under the Grand Witch’s loose robe, those hidden hands.
Perhaps she was holding her original text right now!
anwhile, this scene did not arouse any suspicion from others.
Take the ordinary people in the apartnt, for instance.
As the spell-induced breeze swept past, they all continued their activities, completely unaware of the change in the environnt.
In this way, the intangible, non-substantial ’wind’ eventually disappeared completely.
And after confirming the environnt of the apartnt,
The Grand Witch turned to Ronald with a slight smile and made her decision,
"As a new visitor..."
"I still hope, Mr. Ronald, that you can help get an appropriate rental price."
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