Under her guidance, the three of them arrived at the top floor of the ancient castle.
Ascending the stairs, they were met by a small reception area, flanked by deep corridors connecting approximately seven or eight rooms.
"Wait here for me for a moment," Shelley said softly before turning and walking into a room at the far end of the corridor.
Colin watched her receding figure and suddenly thought of something, turning his head to ask Ocasie behind him,
"Ocasie, am I part of the True Knowledge Society just like that? Isn't there any evaluation by other members?"
"No need," Ocasie shook her head, "If it were any other researcher on duty today, perhaps another person's evaluation might be needed, but as a Third Level researcher, Shelley has such authority."
Colin slightly raised his eyebrows, then nodded.
If Shelley's actual age was close to what her appearance suggested, then she was undoubtedly a prodigy, especially in the field of witchcraft.