There was no room for Ronald to react otherwise at that mont.
He carefully carried the old man on his back and turned to head towards the back of the castle.
He indeed lacked the ability to heal others and there was no one around to lend a hand. However, he could still seek help from old friends at the Research Society deep in the castle’s grand hall.
Upon reaching the castle hall with the elderly man, Ronald found it completely transford from before.
The debate between the Research Society and the Secret of Aogen had already concluded, and now, at the center of discussion were two people, a man and a woman, dressed distinctly differently. A fence enhanced with spells had risen around them to prevent any summoned creatures from getting out of control.
The issue regarding summoned creatures was being addressed right there.
Due to the identical Magic Power attributes, Ronald quickly recognized the woman who had emitted the Magic Fluctuation earlier; a lizard, which was a mix between a fire elent and a living creature, lay on the ground amid her formidable Summoning Magic.
Of course, Ronald couldn’t focus his attention there.
He quickly located the mbers of the Research Society and walked toward them carrying the old man.
As Ronald moved,
the crowd in the castle hall seamlessly cleared a path.
To these Casters, the exaggerated display of Magic Power Ronald had initiated earlier hadn’t been forgotten so quickly; over ninety percent understood he was soone they shouldn’t provoke.
Thus, Ronald reached the Research Society quite smoothly:
"Mr. Oppenheim, Mou Li, do you have any Caster skilled in Healing here?"
"I was researching with this gentleman just now and due to the disruption caused by the Magic Fluctuation, he accidentally suffered injuries from the primal Magic Power."
"Primal Magic Power?"
The first to respond was Oppenheim.
Perhaps buoyed by the favorable outco of the earlier debate, the senior mber of the Research Society was in a good mood. The second after Ronald had spoken, he approached and helped the fainting old man to sit down.
After all, the Research Society was an institution dedicated to studying the primal sources; they naturally had the solution readily at hand.
In less than five breaths, Oppenheim had skillfully completed the examination.
"This gentleman has suffered purely from Magic Power interference. Now, if he’s taken back to the city, the dical departnt will definitely ensure his safety."
Ronald imdiately responded,
"Which mber of the Research Society is available right now?"
"I am willing to accept any reasonable cost as long as he can be saved."
Oppenheim was, after all, a high-ranking official in the Research Society. As soon as Ronald spoke, an idea ford in his mind. Healing this old man was a trivial task for him, but having Ronald, a powerful primal Magic Power bearer, owe them a favor was a very desirable outco.
"Mr. Ronald, there are still so issues at tonight’s discussion eting that we intend to participate in. If you don’t mind, please lend us a hand."
Ronald nodded without hesitation and replied,
"I understand, please have him treated imdiately."
Seeing Ronald agree, Oppenheim crisply called over one of his researchers and imdiately instructed him to take the old Caster back to the city.
This was Springs.
Being an official research institution, the Research Society naturally enjoyed considerable conveniences; in just a few minutes, the old Caster was escorted onto a carriage and soon left White Shore Castle.
Remaining in the castle hall, Ronald finally breathed a sigh of relief.
With Oppenheim’s promise, Mr. Xiang should be safe.
It was under these circumstances that Ronald shifted his gaze to the Summoning Casters communicating in the hall. The Magic Fluctuation that had injured the old man was undoubtedly a residual effect of this woman’s Spell.
But it wasn’t quite appropriate for Ronald to unleash his anger on the other party.
After all, tonight’s White Shore Castle served as a venue for mystical interaction, and it was fair for the man to show off his spells; similarly, it was inevitable for a man ostracized by mainstream mystics to seize such an opportunity to dive into research imdiately; thus, Ronald helping this rare talent impeded by real-world conditions was certainly a kind and excellent choice.
Essentially, no one did anything wrong tonight.
Yet, the worst outcos were brewing amidst these seemingly problem-free circumstances.
Frustration, dissatisfaction, regret...
Ronald considered himself adept at managing his emotions, yet now a naless rage continually burned in his heart.
At that mont, Mou Li quietly approached Ronald:
"Ronald, is that old gentleman soone you know?"
"I noticed you looked particularly anxious just now."
"..."
"You caught at a bad mont." Ronald paused for a breath, then forced a smile, "The gentleman’s research, I believe, is of utmost importance; it would indeed be a tragedy if he suffered because of sothing like this."
Mou Li’s gaze was one of partial understanding:
"Is that so..."
Ronald glanced at the girl beside him, then rembered her true identity and status.
Thus, he carefully chose his words and continued:
"That old man is really important to ."
"If the demands made by Obernheim earlier had included exchanging an original to for his healing, I would’ve agreed without hesitation."
"Eh?"
At this, Mou Li’s eyes widened dramatically.
She could tell Ronald wasn’t lying and realized the old man’s significance from that statent.
It seed that after tonight.
The caregiving for the old man would need to be stepped up a few levels.
anwhile, the main discussion in the castle hall continued its intended purpose for the evening.
After a female caster had summoned and introduced her summoned creature, the male caster across from her began bowing to the audience. After a series of elaborate and complex customs, he softly began chanting a spell.
Boom—
A fierce ball of fla suddenly appeared in the air.
Followed closely by the sll of sulfur and dark magical power spilling into the air.
The fla flickered between green and crimson, and the robust figure of a demon also slowly revealed itself amidst the sound-effect-riddled spell.
With a human-like body, horns connected to bony plates on its head, eyes burning fiercely, and dirty fur scattered over its skin...
Quietly observing the progress of the spell, the demon’s form beca clearer.
But, Ronald couldn’t help but feel... the more he looked at it, the more familiar it seed?
Wasn’t this Demon Ra, the enemy he had encountered several tis at Berenwich?
As it happened, Mou Li also whispered to Ronald at that mont:
"This man is a Salaman, specializing in summoning demons."
"Impressive, isn’t it?"
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