The conversation between the alchemy golem and Adanis was heard by the others present, including Angel.
The core of these problems and the so-called speculations of the alchemy golem actually pointed to one thing: you haven’t truly grown.
Adanis’s high self-esteem prevented her from realizing she hadn’t grown when compared to herself from thousands of years ago.
To put it nicely, it’s called unchanged innocence. But if this ’innocence’ was problematic, closed off, and narrow-minded from the beginning, no flattering words can cover its underlying immaturity.
Even if Adanis has grown stronger, in the eyes of Olao, she is still the same as she was, unchanged.
Of course, there are certainly other reasons that contribute to Olao’s unchanged perception of Adanis, and Angel doesn’t know these specific details or the ins and outs of the matter.
But Angel can roughly guess the intention behind the questions raised by the alchemy golem.
As Jon said: those enveloped in the situation are confused, but the spectators see clearly.
The answers to these questions can actually be summarized into one core thing: Adanis grasped Olao too tightly, to the point where Olao only sees one aspect of Adanis. And this aspect is the problem—lack of growth.
Put simply, the problem and the answer are a dead cycle.
And breaking this cycle isn’t difficult in Angel’s view, as long as Adanis loosens her grip appropriately.
However, this decision is very difficult for Adanis.
Angel doesn’t know what decision Adanis will ultimately make. But then again... he doesn’t care.
He is more concerned now with Olao, who is storing away the poetry collection.
Angel isn’t interested in those poetry collections; he cares about whether Augustine has other intentions by ordering Olao to tidy up the collection?
And whether these intentions are related to him?
Originally, Angel hoped that Adanis could ask Augustine for answers, but Adanis ended up getting herself entangled. Angel found it difficult to ask, so he could only silently wait for Olao to return.
By then, Augustine should give an answer, right?
On the other side, Olao’s movements were slow at first, seemingly waiting for Augustine to stop him, but later realizing Augustine never intended to stop, Olao could only silently speed up, storing shelf by shelf into the strange copper mirror.
Even with Olao speeding up, it took him nearly a quarter of an hour to store all the poetry collections in the secret meeting room. This shows how terrifyingly large the collection here is.
With the shelves and books piled away, the pure white walls of the secret meeting room were exposed. The room already had a church-like feel, and the reflection of the white walls added a sense of holiness and solemnity.
Olao silently returned and stood before the alchemy golem, bowing: "Master, the poetry collection is tidied up."
The alchemy golem nodded: "Then sit down."
Olao showed hesitation in his eyes: "Master, I..."
"Sit down." The alchemy golem interrupted Olao’s words: "I know you have many questions, I will answer them for you."
Olao was silent for a moment, then sat down, quietly waiting for the alchemy golem to speak.
Angel at this moment also looked curiously over. Though he wanted to exclude himself, to be a truly unaffected observer; he understood that was not yet possible, as Augustine gave him the poetry collection, yet Olao showed obvious resistance, and the resistance wasn’t about the gift of the collection, but about being tasked with storing the books.
This makes Angel very curious, what is the secret about storing these books that made Olao resist so?
As Angel contemplated, he unintentionally glanced at the copper mirror hovering in front of Olao.
Though he hadn’t activated the Alchemy Eye, with his alchemist’s intuition, he knew this copper mirror was not simple. Its ability to store so many poetry collections indicates its vast internal space, and it hadn’t changed at all, so it’s highly likely not an ordinary mirror space.
Perhaps it’s a special mirror similar to the true body of Lady Mirror?
Or maybe... is it a Witchcraft Garden? A garden within the mirror?
As he thought of this, a hypothesis emerged in Angel’s mind: This copper mirror is clearly Olao’s treasure, and Augustine made him use it to store the poetry collection, intending to gift this treasure to him?
If this is the case, then Olao’s resistance is understandable. After all, nobody wants to let go of such a treasure.
However, if this assumption is true, it’s not hard to resolve. Angel does not like forcibly taking what others love, especially when he himself is capable of refining large spatial artifacts. Currently lacking one is simply due to a lack of materials, and the space in his bracelet is still sufficient, so he hasn’t yet needed one.
Since Angel can refine large spatial artifacts himself, there’s no need to forcefully take Olao’s copper mirror. When he leaves, he can purchase some one-time spatial capsules from a nearby wizard market or directly buy from the gray merchant enough to carry away the poetry collection, while the copper mirror remains with Olao.
This solution benefits both parties.
While Angel was thinking this, the alchemy golem finally spoke, addressing Olao: "You should already understand my meaning."
Olao: "I understand, but I don’t get why the master is doing this."
Alchemy Golem: "Why do this? I stated at the beginning."
The alchemy golem suddenly turned and looked at Angel: "Because he is whom I recognize, bathed in moonlight, as the Chanter!"
Angel, suddenly being addressed and given such an awkward title, didn’t know how to react for a moment.
Thankfully, the alchemy golem didn’t seem to want to converse with Angel, turning back to address Olao: "Isn’t this reason enough?"
Olao opened his mouth, wanting to say ’it’s not enough,’ but directly opposing the master’s view was not something he wanted to do.
Yet to admit this reason was also something Olao was unwilling to do.
To Olao, the master was simply finding a random excuse.
Olao’s silence made the atmosphere at the table slightly tense.
Angel thought about it and felt it was time for him to speak—after all, they were now discussing him, he should have some say, right?
"Even though I don’t know why the master suddenly mentioned this title of Chanter, it is merely a verbal praise, and I don’t believe it has enough merit for Olao to make any sacrifices."
Angel’s words drew everyone’s gaze.