Moreover, the true executor of the "ritual" was Ophelia Brad herself.
She and Medea had merely participated in arranging the venue and planning the process.
Other than that, they were simply "spectators."
Throughout the ritual, because her and Medea's presence could have an unpredictable impact on the ritual's environment, she could only hide inside Medea's Pumpkin Carriage.
Medea's Pumpkin Carriage could conceal one's aura and obscure one's presence. It was an extremely precious magical artifact.
In fact, she had relied on the carriage's special power to bring Ophelia Brad into the academy.
But under these circumstances, an intruder had appeared.
"So my appearance changed the course of 'history'?"
Dark looked rather strange.
Professor Sylph's arrangements could not possibly have been limited to compiling a "stage play" that imitated history.
For this "stage play" to achieve its intended effect, there inevitably had to be many more arrangements that were not apparent on the surface.
The manpower and resources invested in it were enormous.
If such extensive preparations had gone to waste merely because of his intrusion, he would certainly have felt bad about it.
"Not really."
Fortunately, Professor Sylph's answer dispelled his concerns.
"Of course, the play of the Hero defeating the Demon King could not possibly have only five actors. So long as the main plot remains unchanged, the side plots can be adjusted. Even if something truly goes wrong, Medea is here. She will use the power of the barrier to repair any flaws in the overall process from the outside."
Medea's voice followed. "Tonight is an opportunity that can only be encountered, never sought."
The right time, the right place, and the right people.
A perfect time.
A perfect location.
A perfect arrangement of personnel.
As if everything had been predetermined.
As if everything were