"The effects of these runes have largely been established. Perhaps they could become the key to converting divine power..."
Inside the Mage Tower, Roland continued poring over the research materials in his hands.
With the research team's reorganization, the resources at his disposal had increased further, and progress had noticeably accelerated.
But in projects involving divine power or the Greater Prophecy Spell, these improvements remained negligible.
He could only seek direction in one tiny advance after another, steering the entire team.
Before long, Roland finally let out a long breath, set the materials aside for the moment, and went outside to rest.
A servant brought tea, along with the newspapers and correspondence from various parties he had requested, for him to read whenever he wished.
As a Grand Mage in a position of authority, he had to process all kinds of information even during his breaks.
It was no exaggeration to say he dealt with countless affairs every day.
A little while later, Atali came in and kept him company.
Roland complained a little. "Sometimes, I really do envy people like Grand Mage Watson. Those old schools have long since reached their respective limits. They don't need to keep expanding or consolidating their boundaries.
"They can just sit back on the foundations their predecessors laid and enjoy the resources."
Atali asked, puzzled, "You could stop now too. You don't have to work so hard."
Roland chuckled despite himself and shook his head. "That's what I thought when I first achieved success and fame. But in reality, the window for growth only lasts a few years. Not only do I have to strive for myself, I also have to lead everyone under me in making the effort.
"After all, the Seris School is a latecomer. There's bound to be resistance when