The sources of wood for puppet making, the channels for purchasing paint.
The partial properties of the spells that Lumièr used, as well as the knowledge obtained from Alya.
Those were all the gains after Ronald left the city tonight.
After Ronald and Alya finished clearing the puppet-making workshop in the birch forest, the two of them erased any traces that might arouse suspicion and then parted ways after setting a date.
It was already late at night.
Ronald didn’t need to be as cautious about his concealnt as before.
He flew over Springs using the "Rotation" spell and landed on the balcony of his apartnt, then drew back the curtain and walked inside.
"Ronald, you’re back?"
As soon as she heard the movent on the balcony, Heloise imdiately ca to greet him.
Seeing Ronald’s somber expression, she instantly realized that new developnts must have occurred since she had left.
However, facing Ronald, Heloise still suppressed her curiosity and said to him first,
"I’ve already made contact with the Ginkgo Leaf."
"They seem to take it very seriously when they know it’s related to the mysterious side. We can have a preliminary statistic on the trading situation of rare woods by this afternoon."
Grateful for the girl’s explanation, Ronald nodded in thanks,
"Heloise, thank you for your trouble."
"Over in the outskirts, I encountered Alya and then ca across so rather special circumstances. By the birch forest to the north, the situation with those puppet guards was even more exaggerated than on the manor’s side..."
Ronald detailed the situation to Heloise without omitting anything.
Upon hearing about the abilities of those puppets, Heloise’s complexion turned quite grim.
As soone who had once engaged in spy work,
the first thing she thought of was the military implications of deploying such puppet troops. Based on the situation Ronald encountered, their combat capabilities could definitely beco a very formidable force.
Even in other areas, such as in the production of materials,
these puppets, supported by magical abilities, with the ability to increase in number, and not requiring oil or coal—able to work for prolonged periods—were exceptionally significant existences.
It wasn’t until Ronald finished his description that Heloise could no longer contain herself.
Showing rare signs of anxiety, she even paced back and forth in the living room, muttering under her breath,
"Fairy tales... the spell system of dream fairy tales..."
"I’ve never heard of this before, and it wasn’t ntioned in the classified information of our departnt. Such a dangerous spell... Ronald, can that Alya really be trusted?"
Heloise had been by Ronald’s side all this ti.
As a Caster who grew up in this world, the shock Heloise received was even more intense than others, especially since Ronald always spoke the truth when communicating with her.
Tonight, having been hit by such a barrage of information, Heloise finally got really flustered.
Seeing the girl’s reaction, Ronald was very straightforward.
He simply walked over to Heloise’s side, then took her hand and sat down together on the living room sofa.
"Heloise, don’t put too much pressure on yourself."
"Whether or not Alya can be trusted is sothing to be set aside for now, but dealing with Lumièr is undoubtedly sothing we must do. It’s hard to predict what will happen in the distant future, but focusing on the imdiate is definitely correct."
"..."
Comforted by Ronald, Heloise quickly cald down.
It took her just over a minute to reorganize her thoughts:
"So, tomorrow morning we’ll take more information about the paint brands. Combining the rare woods and the bulk paint purchase, surely we should be able to spot a giveaway."
Ronald nodded in agreent:
"It’s too difficult for us to investigate this alone—the negotiations and searching are ti-consuming and tiring, and we could easily miss the window of opportunity. For now, we can only hope that the comrcial guild will give us their full support."
After nodding in approval, Heselius proposed:
"Ronald, I’m still not at ease about that Alya."
"From what you’ve said, she knows that madman Bapulor, and my old boss is aware of his existence too. We must find out her background. Otherwise, if we fall into her trap..."
At this thought, Heselius frowned and shook her head:
"In any case, it definitely won’t be anything good."
"..."
Ronald understood Heselius’s concerns.
Being treated at the sa level as spy leaders and magician cult leaders, Alya certainly had a very special identity; indeed, it would be better to clear things up a bit.
Thus, Ronald’s gaze naturally fell on the living room wall.
"Perhaps there’s soone in the know right here in this apartnt."
"Let’s just go and ask them."
With that, Ronald rose from the couch and, turning right at the door, knocked on the neighbor’s door.
Bang bang bang—
"Miss Fanny, is it convenient for you to open the door right now?"
Magic practitioners living in Springs recently found it almost a luxury to have a peaceful night’s sleep. And as the neighbor of an Origine holder, the witch and her apprentice pair – "The Twelve Witches" – hardly enjoyed quality sleep either.
So, knocking at this mont, Ronald was sure there would be so gain.
It was only about ten seconds before the door indeed was opened.
The witch Fanny, dressed in a long robe, looked at Ronald at the door and asked curiously:
"What brings you here so late, Mr. Ronald?"
Ronald got straight to the point:
"I’ve collected so information about Lumiel today. Do you have ti to talk?"
"Ah?" Witch Fanny’s eyes were stunned, and at first, she didn’t even catch on.
After entrusting this to Ronald, she naturally couldn’t just sit at ho waiting for news. In the anti, she and her student had been gathering information around Springs, which had practically beco all of her life.
However, the result of her work all this ti was that she got absolutely no news.
In a city like Springs, with its population and rank, the techniques she normally used were limited and practically helpless in this situation. She could easily get caught up in the disputes between the new and old nobility and the mystic powers.
Not to ntion the complications brought by the changing situation in Springs!
But now, today, this Origine holder recomnded by the Grand Witch—Ronald Adler.
Had he really brought the news?
Her thoughts flowing from mories to the present, Witch Fanny finally snapped out of it as if awakening from a dream, her voice uncontrollably excited:
"Ah, this... I definitely have ti!"
"Should I co in and sit for a while, or would you rather I go to your place?"
Ronald showed a comforting smile and spoke in a calm tone:
"Co to my place, we’ll talk slowly."
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