"Your Majesty, can I give it a try?" Kyle Sichi asked impatiently.
"Of course," Roland smiled and nodded, "You can be the one sending the message this time."
The Chief Alchemist pondered for a moment, then picked up a chalk and wrote down a string of characters of varying lengths which went up to more than 20 odd patterns. If the three horizontal lines and two dots were a coincidence, this long message basically eliminated the factor of luck
Barov remained as the receiver.
It was clear that he did not wish for the rare experience to end—without even waiting for Roland's order, he rushed to blindfold himself.
Electric arcs jumped within the circuit once again.
This time, the old director took a longer time as he listened attentively.
When his answer emerged on the piece of paper in front of everybody, they erupted into an enthusiastic round of applause!
