After exchanging greetings, Pure White left.
The ritual that followed was not really suitable for her to watch from the side. Before leaving, however, she had said that this was the most powerful and oldest Cardinal Bishop in the Theocracy, and that Iver could trust him completely.
Cardinal Cyril sat upright in the exact center of the Ritual Array without moving an inch.
Yet he controlled solidified wind and water, stripping away all of Iver's clothes and piling them in the corner of the room.
Under his control, the Ritual Array in the room changed at astonishing speed. It was like a precise and complex machine, its internal gears turning to drive the whole system into motion... The painted Ritual Arrays flowed freely across the floor. Roughly a quarter of them combined into an entirely new Ritual Array, fitting into the old system from before.
Seeing Iver staring without blinking, Cardinal Cyril threw his head back and laughed. "Want to learn?
"Unfortunately, I can't teach you—because this isn't divine art, nor is it Advanced Divine Arts. It's a mysterious technique that a friend from the Primordial realm taught me during one of my travels. It's called the Wind Queen's Secret Canon. It's a secret canon of the Wisdom, Transcendence, and Adaptation Paths, inherited from the legendary ritualist Wind Queen of the Primordial realm. Even if you understood the Primordial Language, you wouldn't have the right aptitude."
Cardinal Cyril was extremely friendly toward Iver.
Clearly, his level on the Path of Transcendence was far higher than Iver's. He could see Iver's level on the Path of Transcendence, which was how he knew that Iver was also a ritualist.
But Iver soon realized that Cardinal Cyril's goodwill toward him far exceeded what a stranger who had only met him once or twice