When Angel said a few years, he meant doing nothing else for those years and pouring all his time and energy into repairing the damaged magic patterns on the knight's armor. Only then would he have a chance to find that single shining truth amid countless combinations of data.
A few years—this was the key point.
It was not that he could not spare the time. Many wizards spent decades researching a single subject, so by comparison, a few years did not seem very long. Besides, now that he had become an official wizard, as long as he did not recklessly court death, his long lifespan could afford the expense.
But would everything truly go so smoothly?
Suppose everything went according to the best possible outcome: he spent several years successfully uncovering the secret of the hidden room within the knight's armor, entered that hidden room without incident, and discovered its connection to the Star Pool Ruins...
Even if everything went smoothly, time would still have truly passed. After so long, could the Star Pool Ruins really maintain their current illusion of peace?
If there were no Nightmare Realm creatures in the Star Pool Ruins, that would be one thing. But now, a large number of Nightmare Realm creatures had gathered there, turning it into their paradise. Its location also bordered Savage Cave, so it had to be dealt with as soon as possible. Otherwise, once the Nightmare Realm creatures poured out in full force, uncontrollable consequences might arise.
"Is there any way to repair magic patterns quickly?" Angel muttered softly.
In fact, while pondering the damaged magic patterns in the Dream Wilderness before, he had once sensed a flash of inspiration that vanished in an instant. But at the time, he had failed to seize it.
If that lost