As someone with some "Martial World status," Nora didn't ask Antonio Easton about the operation of the secret mechanism but took some time to study it herself.
When she found the blueprints Antonio Easton needed, Nora let out a slight sigh of relief.
The dignity of the Hall Master of Biel Hall was thus preserved.
As dusk fell, Nora didn't rush to leave but leaned casually against the cabinet, browsing the blueprints.
Who knows how long they've been stored? The edges of the blueprints were yellowing, tinged with an aura of antiquity. There were about ten sheets, some of which were blank.
The drawings on the paper were quite complex, assembling various structures using primitive and ancient methods.
Individually, Nora understood each component, but when piecing them together in her mind, she couldn't make sense of it.
Somehow, a strange thought sprang into her mind—
What has Easton been researching all these years?
Just as she was puzzling over it, Antonio Easton called again.
