Chapter 42
“Thank you for waiting… Umm… Please give me a moment longer.”
The spellcaster in gray, Lursk had just finished speaking when a brown-spotted owl flew in from the window.
This particular owl was not as swift as its earlier counterparts. It crash-landed into the desk headfirst and skidded to a halt, losing a few feathers in the process. After flapping its wings a few times, the owl awkwardly got to its feet and presented a letter to the spellcaster.
He took the old weathered letter and found that large parts of it were no longer readable. The words had blurred over time. The barely legible topic of discussion read “From a Remedial Approach, How to Use Runes to Dispel Souls of the Dead—The 12th Topic of Discussion by the Owl Penpal Society”.
Lursk looked at the letter and then at the aging owl. As one of the co-founders of the Owl Penpal Society, he felt bitter about the dilemma.
The penpal society was not an official one. He did not even have a full list of its members. If he wanted to start a topic of discussion, all he had to do was write the question down on a piece of paper and let an owl pass it to his fellow members.
The letter would make its rounds in the spellcaster community, and once the letter reached him again, there would be several replies waiting for him.
It was impossible to achieve a proper academic discussion using that method, but he enjoyed the freedom it afforded him.
Besides, second-hand originium already inscribed with runes were practically worthless, unless they harbored powerful magic.
“How many are we talking about?”
The old spellcaster had seen some top-grade originium before that could store up to a hundred thousand runes.
“A hundred million would be nice, but we’ll start with a hundred thousand.”
In fact, Joshua wanted to say a billion runes but then adjusted it down in the end. He remembered that the most impeccable originium crystal the Third Prince owned could only store up to thirty thousand runes.
“That is quite excessive.” The old spellcaster pushed his glasses and said.
The truth was, an originium crystal that could store up to ten thousand runes could practically serve as the base of a large-scale teleportation circle for a huge country. Of course, the price would be staggering as well.
“Is this what you want to apply a patent for?”
“No, it’s actually something else.”
The spellcaster did not seem eager to pursue the matter, so Joshua acceded. After all, they were only strangers to each other and it was merely something that caught his interest.
After Joshua completed the patent registration for the camera and left the room, the old spellcaster tapped on his desk in thought. A while later, he picked up his quill and started a new letter.
“To all members of the Owl Penpal Society: How to Acquire a Flawless Originium Crystal—Lursk”
Once he was done describing the problem in writing, he folded the letter and went to the window.
He knew how to acquire such a flawless originium. The letter was written only to invite comments from the other co-founders of the society.
A black owl landed on the windowsill, picked up the letter, and headed for the tallest building in all of Norland, Sage Tower.