Chapter 562
Mages were fundamentally intelligent individuals. No—it would be more accurate to say that only geniuses became mages. And yet, it was amusing how they exhibited such similar behavioral patterns.
They exhibited an obsessive compulsion for encryption and security, fearing that their research might be copied or stolen by someone else. This was likely because such incidents were all too common.
Even if Sarkegar could somehow secure the research documents held by individual mages, it would be impossible to determine whether they pertained to a joint project or were merely personal research notes.
This habit of encryption likely extended beyond just research documents. In the most unlucky of situations, the documents might turn out to be a personal diary unrelated to research at all.
Naturally, the places where the mages conducted actual experiments or research were thoroughly secured, and there were many such locations, so breaking into each one would take time.
I wondered if it was better to call on Connor Lint’s assistance, but I eventually returned to the Royal Class encampment. Wandering around and hoping to overhear something useful seemed like the best I could do.
Just like the day before, I inevitably ran into various people from the Royal Class.
"Huh? Oh, you're back. Where have you been all this time?"
Adelia, carrying a load of things in her arms, shifted her feet restlessly. She seemed eager to pat me but was too burdened to do so.
Despite being a key developer of Titan, which was sure to play a significant role in this war, she still appeared somewhat of an airhead.
Adelia would likely be extremely busy throughout the winter, maintaining and upgrading Titan. Some people, like Adelia, would probably be busier during these supposed rest days.
Adelia had a talent for summoning magic, but was essentially a non-combatant.