"You saved the Samoa Islands. You deserved this."
At that moment, Sidney looked at the dawn rising over the sea and said:
His pale face, drained from lack of sleep, bore a smile that seemed to have let go of some lingering regret:
"I knew Anthony. The depth of his research was enough to get him into Lorenz Riel.
"Even with only his solid knowledge of oceanography, Caltech would have been willing to hire him as a visiting professor.
"So I wasn't the only one who invited him on behalf of an academy.
"Yet...
"The outcome was always the same.
"Anthony turned them all down.
"That was already two years ago.
"I never expected that when we met again, only a gravestone would remain here."
He continued:
"Going to the Storm Cliff Relic isn't difficult.
"Even if you want low-level access to the Great Library, I can help submit an application."
"I don't need it yet."
Su Wen remained rational.
"If I ever do, I'll personally visit Lorenz Riel Academy."
"By then, you'll probably be stunned by the researchers from the modern tower academy faction. I can already imagine the look on your face."
Sidney smiled mysteriously.
"Have you heard of Oxford All Souls College?
"We're far more worth visiting than those aristocrats who decorate their academy with famous paintings and rare treasures, filling every corner with the scent of money."
Hearing that,
Nelson raised a question:
"Is it as spectacular as those Dragon Descendant Research Association laboratories built on the Other Shore—Ash Castle, or atop the ultra-low-temperature Sleeping Throne?"
"In some cases, those lunatics from the Dragon Descendant Research Association can absolutely be considered the same as Abyss Apostles.
"Nelson, you brought up that example just to pick a fight."
Sidney found it hard to imagine.
If he could