Gould caressed the ancient coin at his waist, his eyes gleaming with the unique excitement of a historian.
"Everything that happens today will be recorded."
He solemnly said, his beard trembling slightly as he spoke:
"The rebound of power has been healed, this is the first time in history that I know of.
You not only saved a girl, you’ve also created a new precedent."
Gould took out a softly glowing recording crystal from his bosom:
"This record will be sent to the Court of Truth’s archive so that future scholars may understand this great endeavor.
Perhaps someday, this method of healing will be able to rescue more people from similar torments."
His eyes revealed a clever look:
"Of course, I will conduct some necessary technical processing on this record to ensure certain sensitive information won’t be leaked."
Gould unfastened an ancient coin from his waist, precisely the commemorative coin of the "Green Copper Empire" just now:
"Young man, this bears my historical aura, perhaps you can read some interesting contents on it.
In the future, if you have any inquiries about history or wish to learn some ancient secrets, you can always use this to contact me."
"Especially regarding those ’unspeakable’ ancient secrets, I know many interesting stories. The Court of Truth’s archive hides many things beyond your imagination."
He lowered his voice and spoke with implication:
"For instance, regarding the true identity of the ’Traveler,’ the actual purpose behind ’Star Eater’s Ravings,’ and those epoch secrets deliberately obscured..."
Gould’s words stirred something within Ron.
Although Gould’s words were vague, the amount of information conveyed was incredibly vast.
"I will cherish this opportunity, senior Gould."
Ron took the ancient coin, able to sense the historical aura contained within:
"The truth of history is always more fascinating than legends."
"Ha! Well said!"
Gould happily patted Ron’s shoulder:
"I love your thirst for knowledge like this. Remember, history is not dead text, but living wisdom. Only by truly understanding the past can you grasp the future."
......
As the final words ended, the figures of the three historical projections began to fade rapidly.
They were about to return to their respective historical nodes.
"Farewell, children."
Selena’s voice had become extremely faint, yet still full of warmth:
"I hope next time we meet, you can all be better versions of yourselves."
Lance and Alexander also nodded in tribute, then turned into points of light and dissipated in the air.
The ritual room returned to tranquility, leaving only the few modern Great Wizards and two young people.
Uther’s virtual image was noticeably more transparent than before the treatment began, the massive consumption of the historical summoning had brought him close to his limit.
But seeing Eve’s healing smile, the old professor’s eyes replaced fatigue with fulfillment:
"However...it was all worth it..."
The Eye of Observation and Gould’s projection also began preparing to leave.
"This cooperation was enjoyable."
The Eye of Observation’s enormous pupils turned to Ron:
"Young man, remember what we said today. Power needs the guidance of wisdom, never let knowledge become a tool of destruction."
Gould took one last look at the recording crystal, confirming all important information had been preserved:
"History will remember today, remembering this unprecedented miracle."
......
In the Astrology Forest on the western frontier, the ancient stone path flickered with a faint glow under the sunset’s afterglow.
Those star discs suspended in the air continued their slow revolution along their orbits.
Yet today, their trajectory seemed somewhat special.
All the star discs were slightly tilted in the same direction, as if to welcome some important return.
Chloe stepped onto this path she had walked countless times, a complex emotion surged in her heart that defies description.
In the forest, those perceptive astrological creatures—silver-horned deer, foretelling birds, time butterflies—all emerged from hiding, watching the returning girl with curious eyes.
"It seems she’s found her answer."
Astraea stood on the top level of the observatory, softly speaking, her silver-white hair flowing like rippling water in the evening breeze.
This older woman, who had delved into astrology for centuries, could clearly sense the qualitative transformation within Chloe.
No longer relying on the vague premonitions of intuition but truly mastering systematic power.
"My child, welcome home."
As Chloe entered the observatory, Astraea was already waiting below the steps.
The elderly woman extended aging yet stable hands, gently caressing Chloe’s cheek.
"Let me see..."
Astraea’s fingertips gently touched Chloe’s temple.
Through the traditional method of perception between astrologers, she explored the gains Chloe acquired during her studies outside.
After a few seconds of silence, the old woman’s eyes revealed a mix of astonishment and pride.
"Your prophetic star is not only brighter but...I sensed the power of time. And the mark of history."
Astraea’s voice carried a certain reverence:
"Child, what did you learn at the observatory? The purity of this power has surpassed my level from back in the day."
Chloe took out the "Celestial Sphere" crystal from her chest.
This inheritance object now emitted a light deeper than the stars.
Inside the crystal, it seemed sealed with echoes from countless eras, each ray of light carried the weight of time.