Indeed, as a senior mber of the "Scroll Research Society," Oppenheim had thought of this too.
Moreover, he started by making a promise to Ronald.
As for the reward that could truly tempt Ronald...
It indeed existed within the "Scroll Research Society."
Previously, due to issues with his identity, Ronald had never considered this possibility.
In this world, there are very few schools with the ability to use the Prophetic Spell, and the "Scroll Research Society," being an important branch of the official powers, naturally also possesses the chance to prophecy once a year.
If one needed to find a person in the city of Springs.
Using such a Prophetic Spell would likely be better than any human search effort.
So when Oppenheim uttered these words, Ronald imdiately realized that he might have to work today.
—This was the opportunity to gain a prophecy.
The original text would indeed not be entrusted to him.
But within the "Scroll Research Society," this was indeed sothing that could move him.
Thus, Ronald’s expression softened, and he asked in a grave tone,
"Then let confirm one last thing, the society’s chance to use the prophecy this year is still available, right?"
Upon hearing Ronald’s question, a knowing look instantly spread across Oppenheim’s face.
"I see..."
He murmured softly, not delaying any further, the elderly man directly assud authority and nodded his agreent,
"There’s no problem with that, I represent the society in consenting to it."
"....."
Having received an affirmative response, Ronald turned and ran upstairs.
As he was leaving the tunnel, he could still hear Oppenheim ordering Paul from behind,
"Paul, go to the control room and activate all the defense spells, then notify the investigation bureau to be ready to respond."
"Co back imdiately after completing the task, got it!"
"....."
The voice faded, and Ronald hurried from the tunnel back to the surface.
In the office at the entrance, where people were usually not seen, there were still a few researchers from the society standing there.
And seeing Ronald erge from the passage, one of them approached anxiously,
"Ronald, how are things down there?"
"Has the original text been controlled?"
"Did Mr. Oppenheim pass on any instructions?"
The expressions on the researchers’ faces did not seem feigned.
Although incidents big and small must frequently occur within the "Scroll Research Society," a rampage of the original text was certainly one of the least likely, yet most dangerous outcos.
So much so that even after an orderly evacuation underground, so were still deeply worried about the situation below.
"It’s still under control at the mont."
"Everyone, pay attention to safety and make sure ordinary people don’t discover what’s happening here."
With a brief explanation, Ronald left the office without turning back.
He knew that besides work, Mou Li liked to read in a room on the second floor of the library, so he headed straight there.
Pushing open the door, he indeed saw the young girl sitting at the desk, engrossed in a book.
To the side was the paper and pen she used for taking notes.
"Mou Li, there’s been an incident below."
"Mr. Oppenheim wants you to go down imdiately."
Mou Li was already startled by Ronald’s sudden entrance.
Hearing such a request, her face portrayed a mixture of bewildernt and shock, seemingly unable to comprehend,
"Huh?"
"Ro... Ronald, what are you talking about?"
Ronald gestured for Mou Li to follow him, explaining as he started to leave,
"Ronald took it upon himself,"
"You should know the purpose of his research, right?"
Sitting in the chair, Mou Li blinked in confusion.
"Ronald’s research purpo..."
Instantly, Mou Li’s eyes widened.
Coming to her senses, she suddenly rose from her chair, grabbed the books, and chased after him:
"Ronald started it himself? Didn’t anyone in the council try to stop him?"
"How could such a thing be allowed to happen!"
Ronald explained:
"He did it stealthily; no one in the council knew."
Hearing this response, Mou Li even cast aside her usual timidity.
She quickened her pace, overtaking Ronald, and muttered anxiously as she headed downstairs:
"If the queen learns that such a dangerous incident occurred at Wis University, we’re going to be in trouble..."
A few minutes passed, and Ronald and Mou Li returned to the basent.
At the entrance to the laboratory, only the tense-faced Oppenheim and Hughes were present; Paul, who was nowhere to be seen, had probably gone to operate the underground defense spells as ordered.
It was at this mont, as she descended, that Mou Li’s face showed none of the timidity Ronald knew her for; her expression was filled with concern for the incident.
Mou Li now had the deanor of a leader:
"Oppen, what’s the situation?"
Oppenheim imdiately replied:
"Edwards has already gone in, but my attempts to probe the situation here are not quite right, so I had to call you."
Listening to his answer, Mou Li glanced into the lab.
Seeing the concentrated mass of magical energy, she frowned noticeably:
"I knew this day would co."
"You all keep an eye on the outside; I’ll try to ascertain what’s happening."
With that, Mou Li stepped back, leaning against the tunnel wall, crossing her arms over her chest, and gazing somberly at the open laboratory door before her.
However, at this mont, Hughes suddenly spoke up:
"Miss Mou Li... if, I an, if Ronald is still alive..."
"We should hand him over to the investigation bureau."
The expression on Hughes’s face was full of conflict when he said this.
It showed disdain for Ronald, but there was also a kind of apprehension difficult to express.
Faced with Hughes’s sudden interjection, Mou Li rely shook her head indifferently:
"That’s not for to decide."
"As for the outco, that will depend on whether he survives the trial."
After this, Mou Li no longer engaged with Hughes.
Watching the laboratory before her, the young girl began to recite with precise enunciation:
"I endeavor here to demonstrate Dream Analysis, and I believe, in doing so, I am not exceeding the bounds of neuropathology..."
"People awakened from their dreams naively believe that dreams, even if not from another world, have transported the drear to one."
Having recited the two segnts of the incantation separately, Mou Li closed her eyes, leaning against the wall.
Her chest rose and fell in even breaths, as though she had fallen into a delightful dream.
However, in Ronald’s view,
There was a very significant difference in the current situation.
After the incantation, he felt a subtle change seem to surround Mou Li’s body, but upon close inspection, there was no sign of it.
And...
This ’incantation’ was too famous, and Ronald had no reason not to recognize it.
— Dream Analysis.
On Earth, it was a ’classic’ that many would buy to adorn their bookshelves.
So this normally ek girl, was her magic actually derived from this sort of source?
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