Plans and Groundwork

Inside Malz's head.

After spending a negligible amount of time skimming through the other party's life—or rather, dragon life—

Orsaga had acquired more or less all the intelligence he needed, and gained a rough grasp of the situation.

Very quickly.

He sorted out a very clear train of thought.

With a slight movement of his finger,

an utterly antiquated blank book and a red fountain pen appeared directly in his hands.

After opening the book, he began writing and drawing in it with the pen without any hesitation...

Correspondingly, as the contents recorded in that blank book steadily increased,

Malz, out in the outside world, most directly felt as though his thoughts were bursting forth like a spring!

The countless distracting thoughts that had been circling through his mind, leaving him somewhat at a loss, instantly gave way to an exceptionally clear train of thought!

Even the various details of his future plans automatically and rapidly filled themselves in, like seawater rising with the tide!

At that moment, he felt more brilliant than ever before, as though he had grasped the threads of the future!

Not long afterward.

Before he had even given it much thought,

an extremely comprehensive plan had already appeared in his mind!

After repeatedly verifying it in his head several times, Malz immediately nodded with some self-satisfaction:

Wow!

I never knew I could actually come up with so many things.

By the way, when did I learn this spell formula...?

Faced with this harmful self-doubt, Orsaga, inside his head, casually added a few more strokes.

The next instant, Malz immediately felt that the origin of the Magic Ritual did not matter at all!

Forget it. It isn't important anyway.

And just like that.

Orsaga had arranged the entire matter perfectly!

Malz no longer felt any confusion