Oliver was rather amused by their reactions. He smiled, "Rest assured. Your head should still be intact after you read it, which is both my estimation and the prophecy of astrology."
Mariana was still unrelieved. "Mr. Oliver, you know that Mr. Evans' papers can be quite disruptive and… destructive. Also, you have summoned us in advance for the review. In my heart, I feel that a terrible devil has been projected into my cognitive world, and that my head will explode after one moment of carelessness. Could you tell me why you made such an estimation and why you chose us?"
Coughing to hold back his laughter, Oliver had an even deeper understanding about Lucien's image in the eyes of most arcanists. His name obviously sounded more distressing than the Lord of Hell and the Will of Abyss, particularly when his name was associated with a paper. Such an irregular review procedure was exactly like Brook before.
