Magicians never make wishes

Apart from the registration desk, reception area, and mission area in the main hall, the other administrative offices of the Mystic Society are located in different areas.

The second, third, and even fourth basement levels belong to the Academic Department, one of the core institutions of the Mystic Arts Society.

Because the core institutions involve important assets of the esoteric society, they are often built in independent underground spaces.

The same applies to the Academic Affairs Office, which is also a core institution, as well as the Materials Office.

Even compared to the academic office, which is easy to access, the route to the supplies office is much more complicated.

In addition to the necessary checkpoint verifications, the route will automatically change at different times of the day.

This should be considered a passive protection strategy.

In the event of an invasion by a foreign enemy, these winding and complex routes can effectively hold back the invaders, buy space and time, and create the possibility for subsequent support.

To put it bluntly, this place was never prepared for outsiders.

Without a guide, Ronan could spend an entire day wandering around this place unless he poured a massive amount of mental energy into probing it at any cost.

This effect is only possible after his mental energy network has been optimized and improved.

The optimization process of his mental power network is an ongoing process that accompanies his acquisition of knowledge.

In fact, the mental power network, as a simple application of mental power, is not very popular among magicians.

The main reason for this is that the mental energy network expands slowly, and maintaining its expanded state consumes a lot of mental energy.

Most magicians still prefer to use other methods, such as "mental detection" and "danger perception" magic.

Ronan has always used the mental network most frequently, not because he was unaware of its shortcomings.

It's just that there's enough mental energy, and the sheer volume of it can overwhelm the opponent.

But now, with the expansion of his knowledge and the filling in of many fundamental principles, his mental energy network has also been optimized.

Ronan believed that the optimized mental network should be called the mental domain.

It not only accelerated the deployment speed, expanded the detection range, and enhanced the sensing intensity,

It can even concentrate a massive amount of mental energy into a single point at close range, subjecting the enemy to immense mental pressure.

Ronan and Arabella wandered around inside the underground passage before finally arriving at the supplies area.

Arabella pulled out the president's token and said in an official tone,

"Special operations team, on official business."

The gatekeeper clearly recognized Arabella; after announcing her presence, he opened the door without a word and let them in.

Upon entering, rows of shelves immediately come into view, reaching all the way to the ceiling, with staff members moving back and forth on the movable stairs to select supplies.

This area resembles a large hall, with a sign at the entrance that reads "General Supplies Area".

Ronan followed Arabella down the other side of the passage.

Along the way, we passed several halls of the same size, each with a sign that read "Intermediate Supplies Area" or "Purchase and Storage Area".

When they reached the area marked "Special Grade Supplies Zone," a series of roars came from inside.

"Who made a mistake? How could such important life science data be lost?!"

"Recalculate it for me!"

"Can't you tell the difference between Moonsleeping Flower and Moon Soul Flower? Just because they look the same doesn't mean they're the same thing! You idiot!"

"And who used the Aura of Misty Breath without permission? I went through so much trouble to get my hands on that..."

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"Ahem." Arabella coughed twice, announcing her arrival.

"Who's here? Arabella! Come, come, come sit here."

The bald man immediately changed his expression when he saw that the person was Arabella.

"Chief Richie, this is a special operations team operation. We hope you will cooperate."

Arabella was completely unconcerned about the other person's rapid change of expression and immediately spoke in standard official jargon.

"I'll cooperate, of course I'll cooperate," the bald man said with a serious expression.

Then she asked in a low voice, "Would you like some fruit candy? You loved them when you were little..."

Arabella remained calm, secretly grabbing a handful of food into her palm.

"Manager Richie, please provide information on the source of the latest batch of runes, as well as the information on the middlemen involved."

"It's all prepared." The bald man handed her a neatly organized paper document.

"I have sent people to confirm multiple times that there are no problems with the source of this batch of runes and their entry into the supplies department."

"But what happened after the application was submitted and the assignment was made is unknown."

The bald man's eyes darted around, and he said, "This must be a problem with the applicant. Let me see who it is..."

"Miss Lena, which department is she from again?"

"Oh, your direct supervisor is Director Dick..."

The bald man clicked his tongue and muttered under his breath, "Making such a mistake is wrong..."

Ronan watched the bald man perform from the sidelines, his face expressionless throughout.

He had previously heard from the chairman that the head of the supplies department, Richie, was eyeing Director Dick's position.

The possibility of framing cannot be ruled out.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Supervisor Richie." Arabella maintained a poker face.

"Also, your Aura of Mist was probably used by the Guild Master, so don't blame your subordinates."

Ronan subconsciously touched the misty stone hanging on his chest.

It seems this was something the chairman came up with himself.

"Oh, I see. Then it's alright." The bald man looked enlightened.

"The chairman hasn't been asking for supplies from the supply depot for a long time, so his sudden action caught his subordinates off guard."

"Hey you, forget about the Aura of Mist. Miss Arabella has already cleared things up for you. Go collect your bonus at the end of this month."

"Thank you, supervisor, thank you, supervisor..."

"Why thank me? You should thank Miss Arabella."

"Thank you, Miss Arabella, thank you, Miss Arabella..."

In a harmonious atmosphere, Ronan and Arabella left the supply depot.

Before leaving, Arabella took the opportunity to grab a handful of fruit candies and stuff them into her pocket.

"I don't think you need to show the president's order at all. It seems like everyone recognizes you and is very cooperative."

Ronan, while eating the fruit candy Arabella had given him, said...

"Besides, we don't need to pretend to be a couple; nobody cares about that at all."

"I grew up in the school, and the senior managers in various departments really took good care of me."

"But the new department head isn't so easy to talk to."

Arabella shook her head and said, "You'll see soon enough."

Secretariat of the Mystic Arts Society.

"Hey, isn't this our little princess? We haven't seen her these past couple of days! Even with privileges, you can't skip work..."

As soon as I entered the secretariat, a strange, sarcastic voice greeted me.

"Oh dear, she brought along a random man. Is the little princess having romantic feelings too?"

Ronan looked in the direction of the sound and saw a mature woman dressed in heavy makeup, with her collar pulled down almost to her navel, looking him up and down.

At the same time, he suddenly sensed an extremely subtle spiritual force probing him.

"Special operations team, on official business," Arabella said expressionlessly, pulling out her president's token.

"We now suspect that Lena from the Secretariat is involved in multiple criminal charges. Please cooperate with the investigation."

Arabella gave Ronan a wink.

He immediately understood, and his mental domain expanded instantly, concentrating his mental energy at a single point.

A massive amount of mental pressure crashed down on the mature woman, causing her eyes to roll back and she to faint instantly.

At the same time, Ronan rapidly expanded his mental domain, tracing back to the source of that obscure mental power.

Arabella was a little surprised. She had only intended for Ronan to subdue the man, but he had actually managed to knock him unconscious.

Was he doing this to stand up for himself?

Arabella blushed slightly and looked at Ronan.

To everyone's surprise, Ronan was tilting his head to the side, his gaze fixed on something in mid-air, as if he were confronting something from afar.