Eve observed everything quietly from the side, and seeing Ron receive recognition from two legendary figures, a proud expression appeared in her eyes as well.
She silently moved closer to Ron, her slender fingers gently tugging at his sleeve.
Ron turned around and gave Eve an encouraging look, softly saying, "Don’t worry, everything will go smoothly."
"However, we’re still waiting for someone else."
Uther glanced at the entrance of the ritual room, his tone carrying a hint of dissatisfaction:
"According to the agreement, Cassandra should have already arrived.
Her involvement is crucial to this treatment—after all, she is the one who understands Eve’s constitution the best."
"Perhaps matters in the Otherworld are holding her up..."
Eve defensively and somewhat uncertainly spoke up for her mother:
"The situation over there has been intense, she might have encountered an emergency."
Gould and the Eye of Observation exchanged a meaningful glance.
"Shall I try contacting her?" Eve suggested, her hand trembling slightly.
She was aware, deep down, that her mother’s absence might not be entirely due to being busy.
"Alright," Uther nodded, "our time is limited too, the Void Projection won’t last long."
Eve took out the Communication Crystal and began attempting to contact her mother who was far away in the Otherworld.
A few minutes later, her frown relaxed:
"Mother said she will be here soon and we can begin the summoning ritual first. She’ll arrive after the summoning is complete."
"Then let’s begin." Uther decided and started to arrange a more intricate summoning array in the center of the ritual room.
The three master figures worked together, showcasing an impressive level of professionalism and teamwork throughout the process.
Gould managed the historical coordinates, a complex celestial sphere appeared in his hands.
The surface of the celestial sphere was densely marked with numerous time nodes, each dot representing a significant moment in history.
The Eye of Observation handled the spatial stability issue, its huge single eye shot out beams of golden light, creating multiple dimensional anchors in the room.
Uther coordinated the overall process, his Void Power weaving in silver threads through the air, seamlessly merging Gould’s and the Eye of Observation’s powers.
"We need to confirm the summoning target again."
Gould adjusted the coordinates on the celestial sphere, speaking with a serious tone:
"Lance and Alexander are fine, we’ll just summon them at their peak. But Selena’s situation is more complex..."
"Indeed," the Eye of Observation’s single eye turned to Uther:
"Selena’s character and abilities varied significantly from her apprentice days to her tragic end. If we choose the wrong period, it might cause unexpected problems."
Gould nodded in agreement, the celestial sphere in his hand began to emit a faint hum:
"The Selena I know is the one who achieved the rank of Great Wizard and was at the peak of her academic career. Her skills had reached an extraordinary level then, but..."
"But her temperament had started to become radical during that period."
The Eye of Observation added, with a tone of regret:
"If we summon her from that period, she might have extreme reactions to certain... sensitive topics, especially concerning her relationship with her Master."
Just then, Gould suddenly interjected, taking out an ancient coin gleaming with green light from his waist and tossing it in his hand:
"Young man, you must be curious why we’re so cautious in choosing the summoning period?"
Ron nodded honestly:
"Indeed, I’m somewhat puzzled. From historical records, Selena the Great Wizard maintained a gentle personality throughout her life, why is there a worry about ’extreme reactions’? Also, her relationship with her Master seems obscure in historical records."
"Ha!" Gould laughed unreservedly, a trace of mockery flashing in his eyes:
"Historical texts tend to romanticize those who have passed, portraying them as flawless saints.
The real Selena, especially in her later years, had a temper that wasn’t so mild—especially when it came to discussing her Master."
His tone suddenly became casual, but the information it contained instantly intensified the room’s atmosphere:
"Her Master... Panadora."
The instant this real name was mentioned, the air in the room began to fluctuate intensely.
The runes on the walls started to emit dazzling colorful light, and the entire space was filled with a strong sense of warning.
It was a form of indescribable pressure, as though a presence beyond comprehension was peering from infinite distances at the scene.
Even the flow of time seemed to slow, everyone could sense that higher-dimensional attention.
Ron immediately realized this was the King of Illusions reacting to being directly named.
Despite being separated by countless planes, a Wizard King level entity could still sense someone discussing them.
"See, she’s eavesdropping again." Gould was completely unfazed by this pressure, even tauntingly waved at the air, as if greeting:
"Panadora, if you’re not satisfied with our discussion, come down and talk to me directly. Anyway, I’m in the Specimen Library, you can’t do anything to me."
The pressure in the space grew stronger, but Gould continued speaking nonchalantly, even with a mischievous glee: