"All right, no matter what, you really were impressive. I counted just now—there were fifteen Ring Arcanists there, and you actually managed to suppress them all at once."
Shade praised him again, and the Doctor immediately shook his head:
"That was because they all used the power of demons. I have a natural advantage over such people. And you know what power I fear most. The Mist Crow Brotherhood clearly would not use that kind of power. Otherwise, forget whether I could have defeated that Eleventh Ring Arcanist just now—even against a Ring Arcanist of the same level as me, I might not have been able to win easily."
Though there was some modesty in those words, the Doctor was also telling the truth. The Mist Crow Brotherhood was naturally countered by him, which was why he had displayed such formidable strength just now.
But judging by the number of people in the camp, the Ring Arcanists here probably were not all members of the Brotherhood. Shade had no connection with them for the time being, so there was no need to pry into other people's secrets. "Since the materials are ready, are we still meeting Monday night? It's already Sunday. Is one day enough to finish the preparations?"
Shade asked again, and the Doctor answered with great confidence:
"Not one day, two days. It's only eleven o'clock on Sunday morning. We'll still meet Monday night. Don't forget to bring that book."
With that, he turned and left. After the Doctor had gone some distance away, the owl carrying the longsword descended from the air. She released the sword from ten meters up, and as Shade caught the Night Watchman, the owl landed precisely on his shoulder.
She did not discuss his friend from just now with Shade. "I found