His gaze returned to the words in the letter.
"Dear Leader Wu Heng: May this letter find you bathed in wisdom and glory. On behalf of Leader Sir Claudio, I hereby present you with a portion of the Grand Text Society's publicly available materials and archives. They have been properly organized and delivered into your hands. These materials and archives represent the painstaking work of Grand Text Society scholars over many years. We hope they will be of help to you and put to good use. Should Leader Sir have any questions while reading them or require further assistance, you may continue writing to the Grand Text Society. We will do our utmost to meet your needs. Leader Claudio specifically instructed us to ensure that all your requests are fulfilled. These materials may be made public, and the leader may teach them as you see fit. May these words become a sharp sword in your hand, carrying you to victory in all things. —Kelmick, Deputy to the Leader of the Grand Text Society."
The Grand Text Society handled all matters involving writing for the Association, and even the letter sounded highly cultured.
Compared to ordinary letters, it placed far more emphasis on ornate phrasing.
But none of that mattered. As long as the materials had arrived, that was enough.
Wu Heng put on the Spatial Ring and casually waved his hand. Crates of books poured out like a waterfall, piling into a small mountain across the study floor.
Unlike modern electronic copies, the towering stacks of paper materials gave off a particular sense of oppression.
"Wow! That's so many books!" Minnie's cry drew over the other maids.
Philippa even rose onto her toes and gestured upward. The topmost scrolls nearly touched the ceiling.
The Island Master's Manor had a study