Diana glanced at Cynthia, who immediately understood and flew out as well.
When a witch entered such a research state, she would become lost in her own world. If no one woke her, it was normal for her to ignore everyone for a day or two, or even a week or two.
But everyone needed time now; they couldn't let that girl spend too long on her research.
Hence Cynthia’s “surveillance.”
However, Diana was clearly worrying over nothing.
Although Martha had entered her researcher state, it didn't last long.
Three hours later, Martha returned to the tree hollow with her designed summoning circle, with Cynthia following behind her.
At that moment, Nightingale was the only one left in the tree hollow, making records.
Everyone else had gone off to attend to their own business.
“Did you figure it out?”
“I did.”
Seeing Martha return, Nightingale knew the girl must have finished it; otherwise, she wouldn't look so confident.
Nightingale immediately went to call the relevant personnel.
Even Diana, who was commanding the battle, came back here.
“Then... let's begin.”
Diana took a breath and nodded to Martha.
Upon receiving the signal, Martha immediately unfurled the paper with the summoning circle drawn on it.
She then activated the summoning circle and began the summoning, chanting incomprehensible incantations.
Although it was her first time performing such a targeted summoning, Martha didn't show the slightest hint of panic; both her chanting and her mana output were very stable.
“Look...”
When a blue light flared from the summoning circle, Katie pointed at it excitedly, wanting to say something.
However, before she could start, Diana gently patted her on the head.
“Shh...”
Diana put her index finger to her lips, signaling to Katie.
Katie fell silent.
Martha paid no mind to what was happening behind her, focusing all her concentration on calling out to Lucia's soul.
The blue light grew more intense, and Martha could clearly feel something appearing nearby, but she couldn't directly “grasp” it.
“It feels like something is arriving.”
Martha chose to report this to Diana, the administrator.
“Is it Lucia's soul?”
Diana asked, her fists clenched.
“I can't be sure, but something is definitely... Oh no! It's dissipating!”
Martha was about to provide more information when she suddenly felt a powerful force that seemed like it would tear her body apart.
This force was also threatening to scatter the “thing” that had finally gathered around them.
“Diana, what should I do? Think of something, quick!”
Feeling like she couldn't hold on much longer, Martha shouted.
“...”
Diana frowned.
She wanted to think of something, but what could she possibly do?
How could she possibly... Wait...
“Hold on.”
Diana thought of a desperate measure.
But Martha was startled by Diana’s “hold on.”
After all, when someone said that, it usually meant they were about to be sent into a brutal fight.
A real “do or die” situation.
“How long?”
Martha felt like crying, but Diana didn't let her down.
“Ten seconds.”
With that, Diana extended her right hand, palm facing the magic circle.
“Soul Siphon!”
With Diana’s low shout, a green energy thread of varying thickness shot out from her palm and “pierced” into the blue light.
Soul Siphon was a magic skill that Lan Qingyou had transcribed and taught to those who wished to learn it.
After all, it was a spell that could provide one with materials.
Thus, basically any witch with a heart for research had learned it.
It was just that Diana was using this spell on one of her own people.
But Diana had no choice; this was the only solution she had come up with in her moment of desperation.
Though it felt a bit absurd, she had to treat it as a desperate last resort.
Ding.
As the blue light faded, a crystal-like Soul Crystal appeared in Diana's hand.
“Nightingale, take a look at this.”
After obtaining the Soul Crystal, Diana immediately held it up for Nightingale to see.
After all, she was the only one there who could identify it.
Although Lan Qingyou's magic desk was nearby, only the shelter owner could use it.
They were only able to enter now because Lan Qingyou had granted them permission earlier.
The others stared nervously at Nightingale, waiting for the result.
In truth, everyone had already guessed the plan the moment Diana used the skill, so now was the moment of truth.
After examining the crystal in Diana’s hand, Nightingale immediately gave everyone a thumbs-up.
“It's fine. It's Lucia's Soul Crystal, and it's not fragmented; it's complete.”
“Whew...”
“That's great!”
“We've finally found her soul.”
“The question now is how to use this Soul Crystal.”
“Uh...”
Although the soul had been found, no one knew how to use it now that it had become a crystal.
After all, other than using them as materials, no one would ever think of playing with or researching such things.
“How about we just stuff it back in? Like a hydraulic press squashing something.”
Having never experienced the harsh realities of life, Katie asked somewhat naively.
“Not a great idea.”
“Then what do you suggest?”
“I'm still thinking.”
“Actually, I think the idea of stuffing it back in is pretty good.”
Nightingale nodded, appearing to agree with the somewhat absurd proposal.
“Of course, it's not as simple as just putting it into her body; it needs some additional processing.”
Sensing everyone’s strange looks, Nightingale added another comment.
“Do you have a specific plan?”
Diana asked.
“I do. First, we insert the Soul Crystal into her body, and then we draw mana circuits on her skin. Using the mana transmission properties of the circuits, we can refill her entire body with mana. However, we'll need some materials.”
Nightingale gestured with her hands as she explained her plan to Diana.
“Then let's do it. There's no better way right now anyway.”
“Alright.”
With the task assigned, Nightingale immediately threw herself into action.
“Who's the best at drawing mana circuits?”
Nightingale asked.
“Me.”
Martha raised her hand.
This wasn't false modesty; magic circles and summoning circles all involved corresponding mana circuits, so Martha was quite adept at drawing them.
“How many millimeters?”
The “millimeters” Nightingale mentioned referred to the thickness of the drawing.
The finer the line, the harder it was to draw; even Lan Qingyou had suffered quite a bit in this regard.
Even after obtaining higher and higher grade crystal pens, it remained a challenge.
“I can do it within five millimeters.”
“Then draw it according to the method and positions I tell you.”
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