A gentle breeze swept through Uriel's quiet courtyard.
"Medium formulas? Material conversion inequalities?" Just hearing the names of those formulas made Blanche feel as though her eyes were filled with bouncing numerical equations, growing larger and larger as if they were about to swallow her entire field of vision.
She shook her head and, with great difficulty, flung those thoughts away. Once again, she felt deeply fortunate.
Luckily, Camilo and Ms. Moon had obtained legitimate identities at the last moment. Otherwise, she might have had to study this stuff too.
But just as Blanche inwardly breathed a sigh of relief, Camilo, who had only just recovered his senses, seemed to notice her tiny expression and softly said, "Blanche, learning a little more won't do you any harm."
"And..."
"These formulas aren't only used for inscriptions. They can also be of great help in understanding the world."
Though Camilo's face was pale, he could not hide the excitement in his eyes.
Before this, he had thought he was merely gaining the right to use an inscription.
But after the torrent of information had been poured into his mind just now, he realized that this was not simply usage authorization. It was also a comprehensive understanding of an entirely new inscription system, covering such an astonishing breadth of content that it was even more extravagant than the inscriptions he already possessed!
The material conversion inequalities in particular, though they merely categorized and expressed materials rather than listing every single one, still had tens of thousands of variations.
Even if this knowledge was not used for inscriptions, it was exceptionally valuable as a part of understanding the world in its own right.
So, seeing Blanche's unconcerned attitude, Camilo immediately spoke up, trying to correct her mistaken way of thinking.
Blanche had not expected