Eve’s gaze turned to the exquisite instrument the other person had taken out.
It was exactly the "Silent Furnace" that Ron had borrowed from her earlier.
"The effect of the ’Silent Furnace’ is unexpectedly good."
Ron said with a smile, "No wonder it’s one of the Crown Clan’s treasures, now returned to its rightful owner."
"I’m also glad it could be of help to you."
Eve smiled and motioned for Ron to sit down, then turned to Franka:
"Please prepare some refreshments for us, thank you."
Franka bowed slightly and quietly exited the room.
When the footsteps faded away, confirming no one else was present, Eve’s expression became more serious.
"Today, I wish to impart some more core knowledge to you."
She spoke softly, a gleam of wisdom dancing in her amethyst eyes:
"About the true mysteries of historians and astrologers."
Ron straightened slightly, somewhat expectant: "I’m all ears."
"Before we begin formally, I must remind you of one thing."
Eve’s voice dropped, carrying an unusual solemnity:
"This knowledge has ’weight’ and will exert a certain pressure on the spirit, potentially even causing pollution. This is one of the reasons why history and astrology have not become mainstream wizardry."
Ron recalled the discomforting spiritual oppression he felt while reading the "Abyssal Creatures Atlas," along with the repeatedly emphasized warnings.
"I understand, stargazing and peering into history easily attract unwanted attention."
In fact, such occurrences became frequent ever since he began cultivating the "Star Eater’s Ravings," so he was naturally mentally prepared.
"Indeed."
Eve nodded appreciatively:
"The dissemination of these skills needs to be strictly controlled, otherwise it can easily lead to large-scale mutation and pollution events.
Some of the most catastrophic collective mutations in wizard history are almost all related to the improper spread of this kind of knowledge."
She retrieved an ancient wooden box from beneath the table and gently opened it.
The inside of the box was lined with soft black velvet, with a thin booklet lying in the center.
The cover was yellowed, with no title, but there seemed to be some subtle patterns flowing on it.
"I got this from my grandfather, um...Professor Uther."
Eve explained softly, carefully taking out the booklet:
"It records some of the most fundamental yet core stargazing techniques, especially how to protect oneself from being noticed by those ancient entities while exploring the mysteries of the starry sky."
She opened the booklet, showing Ron the unusual symbols and diagrams on the inner pages:
"Stargazing is not just about observing the changes in stars; it’s a way to communicate with higher-dimensional consciousness. Behind each star, there may be some unnameable entity hidden.
Most will ignore us, but there are some...that may take an interest in those who gaze into the starry sky."
Ron took the booklet, and as he read, he felt a subtle pressure beginning to gather in his mind.
The text was not like ordinary ink marks but seemed to be some kind of living creature crawling on the paper, each symbol seemingly carrying weight, leaving an imprint on the reader’s consciousness.
The booklet detailed various celestial observation techniques and how to interpret those mysterious celestial motion rules.
Unlike usual astronomical research, the content here focused more on the "gaps" and "interfaces" that were difficult to discern with the naked eye.
Between the stars, sometimes it was not truly void, but many ancient entities lay hidden.
A passage caught Ron’s attention.
"When you gaze at the starry sky, always remember—never look directly at those ’black zones’..."