"The 'Organic Encyclopedia'..."
Under the winter sun, Ronald sat at his bedroom desk, gazing at the original tome with its unique design before him.
This was the spot he occupied when he first transmigrated.
Returning here after a year, everything around him was exactly as he remembered. Costate's protection of the manor was, to put it simply, impeccable.
By the way,
Ronald had also learned the purpose of that warehouse he hadn't been able to access before.
Since the previous Master Ronald had little to do with the mystical side of things, Costate had stored the family's 'collection' there, which was why Ronald initially found nothing when searching.
Clang, clang, clang—
At that moment, a knock sounded under the gentle sunlight.
Vilarnika brought Ronald his afternoon tea punctually and then respectfully explained,
"Master, here's the tea for the afternoon."
"From beverages provided by Il, along with the pastries prepared earlier."
