The doctor was still in the dream. The two standing in the corridor listened to the rain outside while discussing the cleanup that would follow.
As the night grew deeper, Miss Louisa still looked energetic.
"In a moment, I'll use Thought Writing to write down what happened tonight and leave it here. When the Orthodox Church arrives, they'll understand what happened. The words produced by Thought Writing resemble print, so they won't leave any handwriting behind."
"Miss Louisa, do you often 'cooperate' with the Church like this?"
The Outlander asked curiously, hoping to learn from her experience.
"Not often, but doing this effectively prevents the Church from causing us trouble. The Arcane Academy and the Orthodox Church aren't hostile to one another. It's just that the Church doesn't like us and believes we're always making trouble."
Based on Shade's brief two weeks of experience, it was hard for him not to agree with the Church's opinion.
"So, leaving behind suitable clues is also a way of showing the Church our attitude. The Church will tacitly refrain from pursuing us."
"Our relationship with the Church really is..."
He flipped through the Delarion Common Language Compendium in his mind.
"It really is subtle."
"That's quite a good word."
The blonde young lady praised him.
Though the doctor had said he would give him twenty minutes, thirty minutes had actually passed by the time he woke up.
Entering the dream had not exhausted Doctor Schneider. Instead, it had made him even more alert. Rain pattered in the summer night, and the doctor spoke in a cheerful tone.
"A Fourth Ring Arcanist, just barely suppressed by me."
He smiled at his two companions. Seeing the eye inside the bottle Shade was holding, he explained.
"I've basically learned everything. This eye is the Keeper of