Heloise held two booklets in her hands.
One recorded the differences in puppets made from various types of wood, while the other detailed so problems encountered during spell experints.
For instance, a curiosity Ronald had during a previous battle.
According to Lumier, the creator himself, these puppets possessed a certain degree of resistance to fire. They were not easily burned like ordinary wood. However, they almost had zero defense against corrosive or light-based attacks.
"Can a spell that creates dark creatures be made..."
Muttering to himself, Ronald quickly finished reading the contents of the two booklets.
In just a few minutes of reading, the results gradually beca clear.
Just as Ronald had guessed, it seed that Lumier had not had this spell for very long.
Hiding in the suburbs and quietly studying spells, the script in the both booklets appeared quite fresh, and the content was barely around ten pages. Considering it as the research manuscript of a mysterious character, it could only be said to be barely a beginning.
"It’s a sha not to use fire-resistant wood in building houses."
Walking by Ronald’s side, Heloise made no attempt to hide her mocking tone.
According to the results in the manual.
The puppets Lumier created had two characteristics: [The older the wood, the stronger the corresponding puppet] and [Puppets made from rare and valuable wood types are significantly stronger than ordinary ones].
Others, such as the use of Magic Power or whether to strengthen summoning abilities when casting a spell, seed to have little to do with the puppet’s combat abilities.
Contemplating this information, Ronald was about to speak:
"Heloise, I think..."
"Hmm?"
His speech was abruptly cut short.
Ronald, who seed to have discovered sothing, suddenly looked up at the night sky, his eyes filled with confusion.
Heloise carefully asked, "Ronald, what did you see?"
In reality, Ronald didn’t need to explain to Heloise.
Within a few monts, the thing that concerned him descended from the sky.
Alya, who had t Ronald several tis before and possessed extre combat prowess, landed in front of them. She folded her umbrella and courteously bowed to Ronald:
"Mr. Ronald, good evening."
"Alya, why are you going out of the city so late?"
As Ronald asked, he already had a vague premonition. Alya’s appearance in the suburbs so late at night was probably not unrelated to the recent battle.
Otherwise, the timing and location of her appearance.
It was all a bit too coincidental.
Moreover, from the mont she landed, Alya’s gaze had been fixed on the puppet on his back, all signs indicating that the ’young lady’ was concerned about sothing.
At the sa ti, Alya also withdrew her gaze from the puppet.
She nodded slightly towards Ronald and responded:
"I sensed so unusual Magic Fluctuations outside the city just now, and I was very concerned about it, so I ca to check on it."
"..."
Hearing Alya’s explanation, Ronald and Heloise exchanged glances.
Both could see each other’s thoughts at that mont.
—Causing so trouble for Lumier is definitely right!
Thus, Ronald also put on a polite smile and imdiately explained to Alya:
"That’s right, tonight my companion and I were looking for soone nad Lumier, so..."
Ronald began to explain the situation bit by bit, his account no different from what he told the investigators. However, Alya’s reaction was not quite like that of the investigators.
Upon hearing that Lumiel had summoned a large number of puppet guards, and then Ronald used a holy spell to annihilate them, Alya’s expression had beco extrely solemn.
She couldn’t even wait for Ronald to finish speaking.
She interrupted him directly,
"Ronald, the puppet on your back, was it captured in the recent battle?"
"May I have a look?"
"..."
—Rarely anxious and tense.
On the face of this original text holder, Ronald saw both of these expressions.
In their previous etings, whether it was the indifferent attitude during the suburban battle against the "Nine Commandnts" or mocking other casters in the "Scroll Research eting," Alya had never reacted like this before.
The spell mastered by Lumiel was evidently very important to the young girl in front of him.
As their relationship was already good, Ronald naturally began to explain,
"This puppet was indeed captured by in battle."
"However, since Lumiel had already cancelled the spell, it’s better to keep it sealed. Right now, if we inspect it, it will only turn into a useless piece of wood."
Alya imdiately replied,
"I just want to touch it, no need to unseal it."
With that said, Ronald naturally had no objections. He took the puppet off his back and jabbed it towards the ground:
"Please—"
"Thank you." Alya didn’t hesitate, reaching out to press her hand onto the wooden head. It was through this simple action that the last traces of doubt in Alya’s eyes turned into a long sigh.
Watching Alya’s deanor, Ronald couldn’t help but ask,
"Alya, you care a lot about this, don’t you?"
"Duty calls..."
Alya promptly answered Ronald.
But imdiately after, she looked up, her gaze sweeping over Ronald with confusion.
"What, didn’t your father tell you?"
"My school is responsible for the full sealing of the dream fairy tale spell system. Now that the puppet army has appeared, how can I possibly ignore it?"
Alya’s simple counter-question brought Ronald a rather complex stream of information. He quickly organized his thoughts and tried to speak without arousing Alya’s suspicions,
"Actually, my father passed away quite so ti ago, and there are many things I should know but know very little about."
"Ah...?"
Alya clearly paused, taken aback.
She hesitated for a few seconds, then opened her umbrella and covered it with magic power.
"I’ll go to the scene first to inspect the situation, and we can talk in detail later."
"In any case, if there’s a problem with the work of my school, so folk fairy tales and myths might also cause trouble, so it’s best if you keep that in mind, Ronald."
As her words fell, Alya’s body, along with her umbrella, soared into the air.
Heading towards the suburban manor Ronald had pointed out.
Ronald didn’t know what the original text holder’s attitude might be regarding what he had just said...
Ronald’s expression subtly shifted as he placed the puppet back behind him.
At that mont, Alya, who had flown so distance away, sent back two softly spoken reminders from the air:
"By the way, you might want to ask more questions to your family’s maid."
"I’ve heard that although it may not have a good attitude towards humans, it’s still quite loyal to the Adler family."
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