In this research society, there were truly quite a few people who normally kept a low profile.
Even the classic character of the kind old man who liked to stay in the office was one thing, but Mou Li, who had gone on fieldwork with Ronald, was also like this?
However, upon closer thought, there had actually been so signs early on.
When initially dealing with the witch incident involving the user of an original text, the fact that the "Scroll Research Society" dared to send Mou Li along with themselves proved the trust the society had in this young girl.
But Ronald had not expected her to be from such a "famous" school.
Feeling sowhat peculiar, Ronald watched the situation unfolding in the tunnel before him.
The expressions on Aubenheim and Hughes’s faces were still tense, and had not relaxed despite Mou Li’s spell.
Clearly, the tense situation was not going to ease just because Mou Li had arrived.
In the not-too-large laboratory, the ever-changing magic power continued to coil around the experintal table, and each of its expansions and contractions pulled at the emotions of the three people.
Ti passed bit by bit.
After about two minutes, Paul, who had left earlier, returned.
"Mr. Aubenheim, the defense systems underground and in the library have all been activated, and the ssage has been conveyed to the Investigative Bureau," he said.
Aubenheim nodded in response:
"Alright, wait there for now."
"After Mou Li figures out the situation, it will be ti for our next move."
"..."
Paul glanced at Mou Li, who leaned against the wall, and nodded before retreating behind Aubenheim.
He also knew that Mou Li was a powerful caster, so he silently began to wait for the result.
This situation lasted for about five minutes.
Accompanied by a fierce breath, Mou Li, who had been leaning against the wall, suddenly opened her eyes and then bent over to take deep breaths.
"Hiss—"
"Hah—"
"No... it’s no good."
"Edwards’s condition is extrely weak, and Hal is completely unresponsive. Heaven knows what that guy has done; now the stability of the original magic power is extrely poor. If we’re going in, we need to move quickly."
"Otherwise, we leave imdiately and treat it as an original text going berserk!"
Upon hearing this outco, Aubenheim imdiately turned his head to look at Ronald and Paul.
"What do you think...?"
Faced with this situation, a trace of conflict appeared on Paul’s face.
Ronald, however, stepped out directly.
"I’ll do it."
"I’ve been through this kind of thing before; it’s safer."
"And I’m about to leave here anyway; passing the trial won’t cause trouble for the society."
Ronald’s aning was very clear.
As an outsider, even if he passed the original text’s trial and left afterward, he would not interfere with the "Scroll Research Society’s" subsequent decisions on how to handle the original text.
But if Paul, who had always served in the organization, were to decode it successfully,
Then the inevitable outco would be disputes over various interests.
For a research institution seeking stability, the latter was obviously less troubleso.
However, just at that mont, Mou Li, who was still regulating her breathing, spoke up.
The young girl looked at Ronald, who was preparing to enter the laboratory, with a clearly puzzled expression:
"Ronald?"
"You’re leaving the research society?"
Ronald smiled and replied sowhat sheepishly:
"I’ve just submitted my application today."
"I have to do sothing; I’m really sorry."
After saying that, he turned and walked into the laboratory.
Following the thods he was familiar with, Ronald silently withdrew the ’betrayal’ enhancent effect within his body, and then extended his ungloved hand towards the chaotic flow of magic power before him.
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Prick—
Just a montary, brief sting.
The scene before Ronald began to distort, and the surrounding Magic Power was still pulling his body to lean forward.
To those outside the laboratory, this change appeared exactly the sa as when Edwards had entered the trial.
Ronald’s figure thus disappeared inside the laboratory.
Mou Li, however, sighed with a downcast expression as she gazed at the now empty laboratory entwined with only magical energy.
"Ah—"
"Has he gone just like that?"
"It’s rare for her to find soone she takes a liking to..."
Auburn imdiately spoke up to comfort her:
"Look on the bright side, Ronald is still young after all. There’s plenty of ti ahead."
Auburn’s attitude towards Ronald was notably more optimistic.
In his view, the fact that Ronald could use more than one or two original Spells indicated a Caster who had passed the original trials, perhaps more than once.
Facing the original text, this seed to be the most prudent approach currently.
In response, Mou Li silently nodded.
Still looking at the laboratory in front of her, the girl’s profound eyes seed to be pondering sothing.
"..."
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On the other hand, Ronald, just as seen by the others, had officially entered the trial.
As the sensation of weightlessness from leaning forward ca upon him, he stumbled forward violently, nearly crashing to the ground.
He was not adapting well, extrely unadapted!
In order to prevent different original Magic Powers from stimulating each other, he had retracted all his remaining Spells.
And as a result, he felt very strange now.
Having beco accustod to the enhanced physical strength from bolstering his body, he now reverted to the state of a thin young man, so much so that Ronald initially couldn’t stand steady.
To describe the feeling.
It was like going without food all day and then being forced to do physical labor.
"Huff—"
He imdiately cald himself and regulated his breathing.
Ronald also looked around.
This trial was completely different from the one he had experienced before.
Instead of reproducing the basent laboratory environnt one to one, it presented him with an entirely new location.
—A labyrinth.
Towering and sturdy walls stood by Ronald’s side, the very stone labyrinth was covered in parts with moss, and with just a few breaths of air, one could feel that this place had been untouched by humans for years from the sll of fresh grass.
And observing his surroundings, Ronald instinctively muttered:
"If it’s a labyrinth..."
"The Labyrinth of Minotaur...?"
Speaking of labyrinths, Ronald’s mind naturally made this connection.
After all, the most famous labyrinth on Earth would probably be that one.
So, proceeding from this, could it be that the original text Hal was experinting with was actually a book related to Greek mythology?
If that was the case, then Ronald might have to use his trump card.
Otherwise, should he encounter that mythological Minotaur.
In his current mortal state, he would likely be cleaved in two on the spot.
"No, it hasn’t co to that yet."
After a brief mont of contemplation, Ronald quickly shook his head.
The Labyrinth of Minotaur might be the most famous by na, but other myths also ntioned this structure.
Rushing to conclusions was not wise.
Before deciding on a strategy, it was best to figure out the specific situation first.
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