At the same time, inside Roswaal's study.
"So, Ram, how is the intelligence gathering on those two going~"
"Subaru is as useless as ever. He injured his magic gate while practicing magic with Lady Emilia this morning and hasn't left his bed except to eat."
"Grin, on the other hand, disappeared halfway through the mansion tour. After Ram shared vision with the Owl, I saw him escorting the merchant Otto all the way out of the forest."
"What about the possibility of them being spies?"
"It can't be ruled out, but it's very low. Green-kun chose to risk his life to save me when the White Whale attacked. If it was just to infiltrate the mansion, the risk would be far too great."
"As for Subaru, his behavior is very conspicuous, but honestly, it's just too pathetic. Whether it's housework or cooking, he makes a complete mess of everything."
Ram respectfully reported the information she knew to Roswaal.
The previous attack by the White Whale and a full day of hard work had left Ram somewhat overextended.
At this moment, her lips and complexion were both a sickly, morbid pale.
Seeing this, Roswaal reached out his hands and gestured.
"You're quite strict, Ram~ Come here. It seems your recent supply of mana hasn't been enough to keep up with your exhausted body."
Ram somewhat shyly threw herself into Roswaal's embrace, leaning against his chest and saying, "I'm very sorry for the trouble."
Roswaal brushed aside Ram's peach-colored hair, revealing the pale pink circular scar left behind by her broken horn.
He raised his hand, his five fingers hovering over her forehead as six-colored glimmers flashed alternately between his fingers.
Red Fire, Blue Water, Green Wind, Yellow Earth, White Light, and Black Yin were compressed by his technique into a beam of colorless \"Primal Mana.\"
"Relax, Ram. I shall grant you... the mana of the stars~"
The mana seeped in like a stream. Ram's body instantly tensed, a faint gasp escaping her throat, and the tips of her ears turned so red they looked ready to bleed.
She could clearly feel the foreign mana circulating through her body, filling the vacancy in her mana reserves, but her heart also stirred from the unfamiliar warmth brought by that touch.
When the last wisp of mana merged into Ram's body, Roswaal withdrew his hand, his mouth downturned as he looked out at the moonlight with a melancholy expression.
"In this Royal Selection, I must emerge victorious. For my goal... for the day of the Dragon Slaying..."
Buzz!
A strange sound came from within Roswaal's robes.
His expression turned solemn, and he immediately sat up straight, carefully taking an old, leather-bound book from his bosom—the book of wisdom.
In fact, there was only one true \"book of wisdom,\" the one held by the Witch of greed, Echidna.
It recorded the past and future of the world; it was the manifestation of an Authority and was also known as the \"Memory of the World.\"
The ones in the hands of Roswaal and Betty were both inferior versions created by Echidna.
At this moment, the \"book of wisdom\" emitted a strange light. Roswaal held it up with one hand, placing it at a height where Ram could not see it.
"A new instruction. It hasn't appeared for a long time."
The pages flipped to the one recording the \"corrector,\" and the content had already changed.
"[A person with the ability to \"Correct the World\" will come to Emilia's side, and the other will be the one \"destined to slay the Dragon.\"]"
Seeing this, Roswaal was rarely stunned for several seconds, followed by a look of frantic, even delirious joy.
"Fate... is truly terrifying..."
After a brief moment of reflection, Roswaal put away the \"book of wisdom.\"
"Ram, you may leave now. Keep an eye on Rem; don't let her act on her own again."
"As you command, Lord Roswaal..."
Ram bowed and retreated to the door before turning to leave, showing the high status Roswaal held in her heart.
Roswaal walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked toward the West Wing, where dust and smoke were rising.
"Green-kun, looking at the sequence, Subaru is the true corrector, while you... you will be the sharp sword I swing at the Dragon's throat..."
A Diviner?
Disguising himself as me in the Royal Capital to try and drive away the gut ripper... he must have glimpsed my plan through some mysterious ritual.
Even so, Green-kun, can you escape the \"unoccurred facts\" written in the book of wisdom? I'm truly looking forward to your performance~
...Inside the Forbidden Library.
Under Grin's care, Betty had already drifted into dreamland.
"Good girl, she's finally asleep."
Seeing Betty's cute sleeping face, Grin felt all the fatigue of the day fly away.
He took out the magic mirror and crept over to the side of the Princess Bed.
Grin held up the magic mirror and used its ability to record images to take a few beautiful photos of Betty.
"*Slurp slurp*~ Betty is just too cute!"
"*Yawn*~"
After messing around for a while, Grin was also starting to reach his limit.
He casually turned off the Magic Lamp, and the room immediately plunged into darkness.
Then he lay down next to Subaru Natsuki, propping up Subaru's head with a few books as a pillow.
After sleeping for a bit, he felt a little cold, so Grin flipped over and pulled up the carpet, covering both of them with it.
"Now I can finally get some sleep."
Grin rubbed his tired eyelids and fell peacefully asleep. Before long, the sound of steady breathing echoed through the library.
"Jie-jie-jie, this is my world now!"
In the dark and dim air, a spark of firefly-like light lit up; the magic mirror had come out to cause trouble again.
"Hmph hmph, the great Demon of Soul-Devouring and Sleep—wolgaroth—will give you nightmares here! Hahahaha!"
The magic mirror flew through the air, scattering tiny fragments of black mana that sank into everyone's bodies.
As the magic mirror worked its magic, the expressions on their faces became hurried and uneasy.
"magic mirror..."
A single sentence spoken by Grin in his sleep gave the fellow a start.
"magic mirror... your heat conduction is really good... look at this pancake, it's fried just right..."
Hearing this, the magic mirror wolgaroth trembled all over.
"I'd better... I'd better give you some sweet dreams instead!"
The golden hand mirror flew about again, this time scattering stardust glow that carried sweet dreams.
"Waaaah, my reputation is ruined forever by following such a hyper-masculine master. When will I ever get souls to eat..."
While crying, the magic mirror noticed the book under Betty's pillow.
"Oh, the illiterate loli's blank book!"
Two hands condensed from mana extended from the mirror surface, slowly reaching toward the book.
Betty, who was in a sweet dream, felt something odd. A glimmer of light flashed from her tightly closed eyelids—she was about to wake up!
The magic mirror shook again, and more stardust glow merged into Betty's body.
"Sleep, sleep~ Mother is waiting for you in your dreams~"
The low voice carried mana, mixed with stardust containing sweet dream factors, constantly soothing Betty's soul.
In the end, Betty didn't wake up but fell into an even deeper sleep with a smile on her face.
Seeing Betty asleep, the magic mirror resumed its arrogant posture.
He forcefully grabbed a corner of the book and yanked it out, with such force that Betty's small head was lifted up.
Strangely enough, Betty still acted as if nothing had happened, sleeping soundly on the Princess Bed.
"Hmph, as expected, not a single word. Treasuring a blank book like this... since I'm in a good mood today, I'll leave some of my calligraphy for you."
The mana arms elongated like rubber, swiping a Quill pen from Betty's desk.
After dipping it in ink, the magic mirror began to write on the blank paper.
"The True Lord of Destiny who manifests calamity, the Mysterious Sovereign who reflects the dusk, the great Demon of Soul-Devouring and Sleep—wolgaroth—was here."
"Haha, as expected, only a three-part honorary title is worthy of me!"
Having finished, he put the Quill back on the desk.
*Creak*~
The desk with loose nails made a slight noise when pressure was applied.
The magic mirror immediately remembered Betty saying she would use him as a hammer to fix the bookshelves.
Looking down at the calligraphy he had left, he only felt a chill envelop him.
"I'd better... I'd better cross it out!"