Camil was a remarkably pure scholar. Compared with the tangled web of powers among the modern human nations and nonhuman kingdoms, he was far better at analyzing data that would make ordinary people dizzy at a glance in the laboratory—but even so, after hearing Gawain's words, he realized that these tests carried not only academic significance, but political considerations as well.
Cecil was working to advance a new kind of international relationship, an order that transcended every race across the continent and encompassed all mortal species. The foundation of this order was that all mortal races shared the same interests when facing global calamities such as "divine disasters," bound together in life and death, advancing and retreating as one. At present, this was more of a political call proposed by Gawain—but if someone could prove in the laboratory that the souls of all mortal races possessed a certain "synchronicity" before the gods, prove that the gods' fluctuations could affect all Sentient Beings across the world regardless of race or distance in time and space, then the concept of this "community" would become more than merely a political call.
To be honest, Camil had no interest in politics.
Yet he was still very willing to help Gawain establish the New Order he envisioned—as a dissenter, it was the bright future he and his compatriots had imagined a thousand years ago.
Mortals united as one, facing the world's crises together and stubbornly surviving through divine disasters and the Magic Tide.
"I understand," the ancient Archmage said, bending slightly at the waist as his Rune Armor Plates clinked crisply together. "We will complete these tests as soon as possible and produce detailed, reliable evidence."
Gawain nodded, then said after a brief moment of thought, "Also, make preparations for me. I'm going to the