Chapter 469 Discussion of the Summoning Department
At this time, Ronald cannot tolerate any other reaction.
He carefully carried the old man behind him, turned his head and walked back to the castle.
I really don’t have the ability to heal others, and no one around me can help. But just in the lobby deep in the castle, old friends from [Book Research Association] can still ask for help.
Ronald brought the old man to the castle hall, and the scene here was completely different from before.
The debate between [Book Research Society] and [Aogan's Secret] has long ended. Now at the center of the discussion are two people dressed completely differently by a man and a woman. A fence with obvious blessings on the spell has also been raised beside them.
Used to prevent possible situations of summoning objects being out of control.
The summoning creatures is held here.
Because of the exact same magic attribute, Ronald recognized at a glance that the woman in the field was the person who had just emitted magic fluctuations. Among this guy's very powerful summoning spell, a kind of fire element and creature.
The lizard is lying on the ground.
Of course, Ronald couldn't focus on this side.
Quickly find the location of the [Book Research Society], and he walked towards the other side with the old man on his back.
With Ronald's movements.
The crowd in the castle hall made way out in a fairly tacit way.
For these casters, the exaggerated scenes of Ronald's magic when he stimulated his power were not forgotten so quickly. More than 90% of people understand that this is a person they shouldn't provoke.
In this way, Ronald came to the [Book Research Association] quite smoothly:
"Mr. Oppenheim, Mullie, are there any operators here who are good at healing?"
"I just did some research with this gentleman. Because he was disturbed by magic fluctuations, he was accidentally damaged by the original magic power."
"Original Magic?"
Oppenheim was the first to speak.
Perhaps because the previous debate was good, the senior executive of the [Book Research Association] was in a good mood. The next second after Ronald spoke, he walked closer to support the unconscious old man and sat down.
[Book Research Association] After all, it is an institution that studies the original texts, and it is natural to deal with this problem.
With no more than five breaths, Oppenheim skillfully completed the examination.
"This gentleman was disturbed by pure magic. Now he is sent back to the city, and the medical department can definitely ensure his safety."
Ronald immediately replied:
"Who is there any one here in the research institute now?"
"As long as he can be saved, I will accept the price within a reasonable range."
After all, Oppenheim is a senior executive of the [Book Research Society]. As soon as Ronald said that, he immediately had an idea. Treating this old man was just a small task for him, but Ronald, the powerful original book, held it.
Some people owe them favors, which is a very good harvest.
"Mr. Ronald, there are some topics we plan to attend to tonight's seminar. If you don't mind, please provide some help."
Ronald nodded without hesitation and replied:
"I understand, please send him for treatment immediately."
Seeing Ronald nodding in agreement, Oppenheim simply waved his hand to call his next researcher and immediately ordered the other party to bring the old caster back to the city.
This is Springs.
[Book Research Association] As an official research institution, the convenience obtained is naturally quite good. In just a few minutes, the old performer was escorted to the carriage and then left White Bank Castle.
Ronald finally breathed a sigh of relief after staying in the castle hall.
With Oppenheim's promise, Mr. Township shouldn't have any problems.
It was in this case that Ronald turned his gaze to the summoning caster who was communicating in the hall. The magic fluctuations that caused the old man to be injured were undoubtedly the aftermath caused by this woman's spell.
But if Ronald asked to vent his anger on the other party, it would be a bit inappropriate.
After all, the White Bank Castle is a place for mysterious communication, and it is understandable that the other party shows his magic; correspondingly, it is inevitable that the old man who is rejected by the mainstream mysterious side will start research immediately when encountering this opportunity; Ronald
For such rare talents, it is absolutely a good choice to help them.
Essentially, no one did anything wrong with this tonight.
But the worst result is brewing in these no-problem conditions.
Frustrated, dissatisfied, regretful...
Ronald thinks he has good emotional management skills, but now a fire of namelessness continues to burn in his heart.
At this moment, Miao Li quietly approached Ronald:
"Ronard, is that old gentleman your acquaintance?"
"I see your expression just now and I'm very anxious."
“…”
"It makes you laugh." Ronald breathed a moment and then tried to squeeze out a smile. "I think the research of that gentleman is very important. If you suffer because of such a thing, it will definitely be a very important thing.
Bad things.”
Miao Li's eyes seem to understand:
"is that so……"
Ronald looked at the girl beside him, and then remembered the other person's true identity and status.
So organizing the language, Ronald continued to speak:
"That old man is really important to me."
"If Oppenheim just asked me to exchange the original text for his treatment, then I would nod without hesitation."
"well?"
Hearing this, Miao Li suddenly opened her eyes wide.
She could see that Ronald did not lie, and naturally realized the importance of the old man from this sentence.
It seems that after I go back tonight.
The nursing work of the elderly needs to be improved by several levels.
Meanwhile, the discussion center in the Castle Hall is still working on their purpose tonight.
After the female caster summoned and introduced her summoned creature, the male caster opposite her began to salute to the onlookers. He first performed a series of cumbersome and complex ritual actions before he began to recite in a low voice.
Spell.
boom--
A violent flame suddenly appeared from the air.
The magic of sulfur smell and dark attributes spread in the air.
The color of the flame swayed, constantly flashing back and forth between green and red, and a powerful demon figure slowly revealed in this spell full of sound effects.
The body shape of limbs is the same as that of humans, with horns connected to bone fragments on the head, flames burning violently in the pupils, and dirty hair is spread on the skin...
Watching the spell quietly, the image of the demon became clearer.
But why did Ronald feel... the more he looked at this thing, the more familiar he felt?
Isn't this the enemy he encountered many times in Berronwich - the Demon Ramer!
Just at the right time, Miao Li also whispered beside Ronald:
"This man is a Salahmank, and his best spells are summoned by demons."