Seeing the scholars filling the hall sunk into shock, Coleridge felt ripples stirring in her heart, though her expression remained as unapproachable as the biting chill of early spring.
This was the power of the Secret Art Society. This was the power of the Spellcasters.
As a core member of this wizarding organization, Coleridge naturally knew what the war between the Gabella Empire and the Holy See was about.
The war had erupted according to the predetermined plan—or, more precisely, within the time frame the designers had expected. Judging from the news that had spread to Northwest Bay, the war had also achieved the goals the designers had hoped for.
After suffering defeat and even losing the powerful War Elephant Legion, the Holy See was about to lose all its prestige.
Yet the Witch still felt a pang of regret. To have been absent at such an important turning point in history, unable to contribute her strength, was truly frustrating.
"Then..." She glanced again at Yarvis in the distance. "I'll use this traitor's blood to make up for it a little."
"Calm down. Calm down..." Coleridge secretly reminded herself, suppressing her restless heart.
The first day of the academic conference focused mainly on astronomy. Cable was not the only one to take the stage; many astronomers, or rather astrologers, also went up to share their discoveries and insights.
Although none of their presentations were as shocking as Cable's Heliocentric Theory and Three Laws, everyone still listened with great interest.
What Cable had just discussed had not occupied every corner of their minds. Many of them still had doubts and needed to make time to verify everything carefully after returning home.
Much of what the speakers discussed still linked astronomy with mysticism. After all, most people studying astronomy at present were