"The little princess of the Crown Clan—Eve, is only fourteen this year, and has never meditated for a day, yet her naturally growing magic power is already close to the critical point of an Official Wizard.
Regarding various mystical knowledge and magic construction, she can remember everything at a glance, and can even propose improvements after seeing it once."
Reynolds’ tone carried undisguised admiration, along with a touch of regret:
"If it weren’t for the ’Demon Devouring’ symptoms, she might have become the fastest ascending Official Wizard in wizard history, potentially surpassing those famous geniuses in history. But the reality is..."
He took a light sip from his wine glass:
"Her condition is worsening, and it is said that she now needs to stay in a custom-made Magic Isolation Room to slow the progression of ’Demon Devouring’.
Meditation is impossible, other cultivation is also prohibited, even the most basic magic construction is completely forbidden. Such a level of talent, yet it is wasted like this..."
Ron put down his wine glass, frowning slightly.
"Since she is a member of the Crown Clan."
His eyes were full of confusion:
"Shouldn’t there be protection from a great figure like the Witch King behind her? As far as I know, the Crown Clan directly inherits the bloodline of the ’King of Absurdity’. Could it be that even that great one cannot solve this problem?"
"The King of Absurdity... that great figure indeed transcends all scales of our understanding."
Reynolds sighed and placed the wine glass back on the table, his fingers lightly tracing the rim:
"In fact, everyone can think of placing Eve in a magic isolation environment, or helping her increase her body’s tolerance.
The Tower Master Cassandra has long tried those conventional methods, using even the most precise bloodline modulation and the most precious magic potions, but can barely maintain her physiological balance, incapable of fundamentally solving the problem."
His gaze became profound, as if seeing some distant limit through Ron:
"There is a rumor... saying Eve’s situation is not an ordinary illness or talent aberration, but a kind of rule-level rebound."
Ron’s eyes narrowed slightly, his pupils flickering with a focused light in the candlelight: "Rule rebound?"
"Yes, the more her constitution grows, the more apparent the ’Demon Devouring’ symptoms become, as if the entire world’s rules are rejecting her existence."
In a flash, Ron considered dozens of possible explanations and approaches, but he remained calm on the surface:
"Didn’t that ancestor of the Witch King lend a hand? With His power, rule limitations should not be a problem."
Reynolds shook his head with a wry smile, his eyes showing reverence for the mysteries of rules:
"Even the Witch King must obey certain fundamental laws.
The King of Absurdity is naturally bound by some rules we cannot comprehend, unable to directly intervene in this ’rebound’.
He can only provide Eve with the most basic protection, so she does not become critically endangered, maintaining normal physiological functions..."
His voice was low and heavy:
"But the premise is that she cannot engage in any form of supernatural cultivation.
Once she attempts to mobilize magic power or construct magic, that hidden ’rebound’ will immediately erupt, devouring her life."
Ron was silent for a moment, his fingers gently tapping the table.
Information on "rebound" and various curses swiftly flowed through the Memory Palace within him.
"What is Grand Wizard Cassandra herself doing?"
He finally spoke, his voice carrying a hint of curiosity: "I find it hard to imagine a mother would just give up on her own child like this."
Reynolds gazed at the flickering lights outside the window:
"Tower Master Cassandra has often been out of sight these years, traversing between countless otherworlds and dispatching numerous elites from the Crystal Tower deep into the Abyss to explore.
This time as well, outwardly she is expanding the Abyss monitoring network, but in reality..."
He gestured collecting:
"Many speculate she is frantically gathering various extraordinary resources, seeking a way to break her daughter’s curse."
"Wait... I just thought of an interesting possibility."
"What possibility?"
Ron’s eyebrow raised, internally already sensing the other’s intention.
"You have mastery of Magic Potion Making and Bloodline Modulation, and possess the unique perspective of the Primordial Wizard..."
Reynolds said slowly, the light in his eyes becoming ever brighter, like a child discovering treasure:
"This combination is rare in the entire Wizard World.
Perhaps one day, you might attempt to resolve Eve’s ’Demon Devouring’ problem? After all, Primordial Wizards have an understanding of higher levels far beyond ordinary people."
His tone was between joking and seriousness:
"Grand Wizard Cassandra once publicly announced that anyone who could cure Eve could choose three treasures from the Crown Clan’s vault.
As far as I know, that vault contains the entire accumulation of the Crown Clan over several epochs.
From the most advanced alchemy devices to the oldest forbidden scriptures, from rare starry crystals to mysterious otherworld knowledge, everything is available.
Any item taken out would be enough to benefit an ordinary wizard for a lifetime."
Ron was indeed tempted by this proposal internally, but outwardly, he only nodded slightly:
"The proposal is indeed enticing, but before considering treating others, I have many of my own projects to resolve.
Moreover, without personally examining the patient’s condition, it is impossible to make arbitrary conclusions about such complex symptoms as ’Demon Devouring’ based solely on hearsay."
Deep down, he already started to think about how to incorporate this potential opportunity into his research system.
Cassandra’s daughter was undoubtedly an exceptionally special research subject.