As Angel manifested the illusion of the tabletop, it immediately drew everyone's attention.
The first thing they saw was naturally the spot in the center of the table where the scripture had been placed. But everyone moved their gaze away after only a glance at the "patterns" there. Those patterns were clearly magic patterns. With an enchanting master present, they only needed to wait for Angel's explanation.
Setting aside the patterns, the main focus was the characters.
Angel looked toward Black Earl and Dox. They were probably the two people present most familiar with different writing systems, and perhaps they could identify the origins of these characters.
What surprised Angel, however, was that the first to speak was neither Dox nor Black Earl, but Wai, who had always been treated like a tool-bearing stone slab.
"I think I've seen these characters before... Was it in the family library? Let me think..."
After declaring that he had seen them before, Wai sank into thought. Yet before he had even pondered for two seconds, a stone slab fell from the sky and smacked directly into his head.
Wai winced in pain, inwardly aggrieved enough to want to curse, but he did not dare. The slab that had struck him was the very one embedded with Black Earl's nose.
"The library, you say?" Black Earl's icy voice entered the Mind Tether. "I'll give you one more chance. If you get it wrong, I'll chop off your head."
"Ch-chop off my head? Can I still live after my head's been chopped off?" Wai was still somewhat dazed.
"What do you think?" Black Earl snorted.
"I'd probably... die?" Wai shuddered. Daring not to say another word, he began racking his brains to remember. He knew perfectly well that his lord never went back on his