As usual when going to work, Ronald entered Wis University.
He walked slowly toward the library.
However, when he arrived at the library’s entrance, the figure of a man sitting on a bench next to the path leading to the library caught his attention.
— It was Hughes.
——
Looking at the figure, Ronald raised his eyebrows slightly.
He was sowhat concerned about the scene before him.
As a Caster from the Manuscript Research Society, Hughes had no reason to be here at this ti.
Sitting on the bench outside the library in the middle of the day, he wasn’t so student who had found leisure at lunchti and then ca out to take a break.
Could he possibly be waiting specifically for ?
Just as Ronald’s steps slowed and he pondered whether to go up and greet him,
Hughes noticed Ronald approaching from a distance.
The Caster from the Manuscript Research Society stood up and walked directly toward Ronald.
"Ronald, you’re here."
Ronald likewise greeted,
"Yes, Mr. Hughes, why are you sitting outside?"
"Could it be you are waiting for ?"
"Not at all," Hughes shook his head in denial before continuing, "But since you’re here, that’s good timing."
"Mr. Oppenheim already briefed about the details."
"But because there’s an additional original manuscript in the society, he’s been busy with related matters lately, so he probably won’t be able to spare any ti for your affair today."
Ronald’s expression stiffened.
His impatience seed to have caused him to make a wasted trip.
Having received the letter yesterday and co today, it was quite sudden, wasn’t it?
"Is that so..."
"It seems I ca at an inconvenient ti."
With an awkward smile towards Hughes, Ronald greeted him and intended to leave.
However, behind him, Hughes suddenly spoke up:
"Wait, Ronald!"
"If you don’t mind, perhaps I can show you around today."
"I’ve been quite free these days and should have the necessary credentials."
While speaking, Hughes maintained a bitter smile on his face.
Ronald understood what this expression ant.
Hughes’s situation must not be too good.
Being the dominant leader in research, but having a colleague like Hal who caused major trouble, and now with Hal having died in the original manuscript trial, as the leader, Hughes would naturally be embroiled in trouble, and in an organization like the Manuscript Research Society, he must be facing obstacles everywhere.
Usually, Hughes wouldn’t be like this, but clearly he couldn’t conduct his work as smoothly as usual, so in these circumstances, it made sense for him to accompany Ronald.
Therefore, Ronald made a slight bow:
"If that’s the case, I’ll be in your care today."
Hughes then turned and walked toward the library, while replying to Ronald:
"Then, follow ."
"Because the matter is important, let’s go inside and do the registration and notification."
Following Hughes’s steps, Ronald naturally had no objections.
There were hardly any students in the library at noon. They went directly to the second floor to fill out forms, and with the help of the Manuscript Research Society staff, they completed the procedures.
Although Hughes’s recent situation had been challenging, his actual identity had not changed at all.
All procedures were handled quite easily.
Once they saw the staff start operating the telegraph machine, Hughes and Ronald together walked out.
Leaving the library and heading out of Wis University, the middle-aged man remarked casually,
"This era truly is different from the past."
"I rember when I first ca here, these sorts of things needed to be applied for in advance, and then a eting would be scheduled to finalize the implentation plan."
"Now with the advent of those new machines, one just needs to complete the application in advance, and can contact the other party anyti within the deadline. One can freely choose whatever ti they wish to go."
"What a remarkable invention indeed..."
Ronald quite agreed with Hughes’s statent,
"With the progress of science and technology, the future of mankind’s life will inevitably follow a more convenient path."
"Having such technology is a good thing for everyone."
Hearing Ronald’s very affirmative tone, Hughes also smiled in agreent.
However, his face soon showed a hint of lancholy,
"Good for everyone..."
"Ronald, as a bookholder, do you think this is also the case for us here?"
"Of course," Ronald answered without hesitation, "When it cos to matters affecting the whole of human society, we cannot only focus on specific groups of people, overall this is inevitably a good thing!"
"..."
Hughes’s gaze was complex, and then he fell silent.
He hadn’t expected Ronald, a holder of the originals, to respond in such a manner.
In contrast to the mystic side’s Casters...
His view seed more like that of an ordinary human in society.
In the silence, the two walked out of Wis University and then ca to the street outside,
On the way, Hughes casually scrutinized Ronald’s attire and remarked that Ronald had very good aesthetic sense in clothing.
Probably because he was responsible for guiding Ronald.
This ti, it was Hughes who hailed a carriage, and then they both boarded it.
Once seated in the carriage, Ronald couldn’t help but ask,
"Mr. Hughes, where are we heading this ti?"
Hearing this question, Hughes displayed a aningful expression,
"Ronald, our destination this ti is the residence of that lord whom both you and I serve."
"Only such a position can properly safeguard these important items."
"Do you understand?"
"..."
Without saying a word, Ronald simply nodded his head.
Of course, he knew what Hughes was referring to.
They both served naturally only Queen Dantrian.
The true ruler of Gred.
Indeed, regardless of the individual or other circumstances, the value of a Prophetic Spell is undeniable.
Even the queen, described by Herlois as a ’monster’, was also very cautious in the use of such items.
As Ronald nodded in confirmation, Hughes called out to the driver of the carriage,
"Sir, take us to 47 Crown Road, Brusela."
"Right away—"
Hearing Hughes’s instruction, the driver imdiately drove the carriage forward.
And Ronald, sitting inside the carriage, now shifted his thoughts to the destination Hughes had just ntioned.
The store nad Brusela, he knew of it as well.
During his ti living in Springs, Ronald occasionally heard the na of this store from the people around him.
It was the largest jewelry shop in Springs.
Certainly, operating under the royal na.
A jewelry store where both ladies and gentlen took pride in owning its exquisite pieces.
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