Chapter 18 Got It

Avis opened the buckle and unfolded the heavy cover.

The slightly yellowed parchment on the pages of the book has now turned dark yellow, almost brown, and its glossy texture has become extremely old, as if an extremely long time has passed in an instant.

On the originally empty title page, a strange and huge symbol suddenly appeared.

The body of the symbol is composed of spirals that exude an ominous atmosphere, twisted polylines, and strange dots of different sizes.

The ink used to describe it is also very strange. In Avis's eyes, this black-green ink seems to be still flowing.

Examining this mysterious pattern carefully, Avis kept comparing it in his mind, trying to find the meaning behind the symbol.

But in the end this attempt failed. This strange symbol, like the material of the book, was beyond the scope of his current knowledge.

He tried to turn to the second page, but found that all the subsequent pages could not be opened, as if they were stuck together with strong glue.

A strange feeling came, and Anvis immediately understood the reason why he could not read:

The mental strength is not enough! Unable to bear the mysterious knowledge in the book.

"Snapped--"

At this moment, the Duke suddenly clapped his hands.

This sound seemed to turn off some kind of switch, and the abnormal feeling in the room disappeared instantly.

Anvis trembled all over and raised his head as if waking up from a dream. The mental power connected to the book was naturally disconnected.

A strange feeling arose in his heart, as if something had changed.

At this time, the sound of the hourglass returned to normal, but in the upper part of the hourglass, a large piece of silver-blue gravel was visible to the naked eye.

"Three magic hours and thirty-two minutes have passed since the moment your spiritual power touched this book."

Noticing Anvis' gaze, Duke Carrot spoke calmly.

"Three magic hours? Has it been that long?!"

Anvis was stunned for a moment, his eyes filled with surprise. In his perception, less than three minutes seemed to have passed.

"Does it feel like it hasn't been long? This is the Lakana effect: when the quality of your mental power is too low and you try to parse high-level spells, you will have this illusion of time."

The Duke spread his hands, and a complex spell structure like a flower appeared in his palm, and then gradually turned into scattered light spots from top to bottom.

"If I hadn't interrupted just now, you would have exhausted your mental energy like this without realizing it. If you continue, it may even cause damage to your mental sea."

"If your level reaches level four or above, even if it is still not enough to complete the analysis, you will be able to detect something wrong after consuming too much mental power and immediately cut off the connection..."

As he said that, the Duke suddenly realized the problem in his words.

"Of course, this is not your problem, on the contrary, it is a good thing!"

“As a member of my Olivendi family, I must not make the fatal mistake that ordinary professionals make: blindly pursuing the speed of advancement while ignoring the most fundamental foundation of oneself.

An early ripening black honey fruit will taste green and boring. Even if we have blood, but between the same ranks, different foundations will also lead to huge differences in strength.

You must remember that all future strength growth will be based on your initial foundation. Every slow accumulation now will be magnified thousands of times in the future!

Only by completely reaching the limit of your own foundation and being promoted in the most perfect manner can you go further on the road of being a professional! "

"I understand, Father."

Anvis nodded slightly, feeling secretly wary of what had just happened.

Having a double memory, he should have noticed something was wrong immediately, but he still fell into it unknowingly. This was undoubtedly a wake-up call for his originally relaxed state of mind.

"So, what are you going to do?"

Duke Carrot nodded, tapped his fingers on the table, and attracted Anvis's attention.

"Although the power of this book is a bit strange, I can feel that it has no ill intentions towards you.

And its hidden state can blind my perception. There is no doubt that it is at least a ninth-level, or even a peak ninth-level magical object!

I have just looked at the library directory. It is one of the first collections of books in the library, a donation from the first head of the family, Lord Aldrich.

This also means that for thousands of years, you are the only one who can sense and control it. "

"Father, I want this book, is it okay?"

Anvis immediately understood the implication of the Duke's words and immediately made his request with a smile.

A high-level magic item will bring you an increase in strength that cannot be ignored.

The most critical thing is that there is no memory of little Avis, which makes it a variable in fate.

For his current situation, any such variable is extremely precious.

"The books in the library are the public property of the family. I cannot decide to give you any of them."

Gently stroking the carvings on the cufflinks, the Duke raised his gaze, his blue eyes staring at Anvis' somewhat surprised and puzzled expression, and his tone was unhurried.

"But, if you really want it, I can lend it to you temporarily. As a price in the future, you will need to add more than three books of the same type to the library to replace it."

"Do you accept this condition, Avis?"

"I accept it! Father."

"very good."

The Duke casually finalized the matter. During the process, neither of them tacitly mentioned the specific time in the future.

At the same time, the thick book in Avis's hand suddenly burst into a dazzling white flame.

Avis was startled and instinctively retracted his hand holding the book. But he immediately discovered that although the whole book was burning, these white flames actually had no temperature.

After leaving Avis's palm, the book did not fall to the ground, but was suspended steadily in the air.

As the white flames burned, runes with dim light appeared on the cover, and then gradually collapsed from top to bottom, turning into dim blue light spots and drifting away.

A large number of light spots met in the air in the study, stretching into a dim blue galaxy. Against the backdrop of the quietly burning bright white flames, it looked mysterious and magical.

Soon, the runes on the cover all collapsed, and a ring engraved with a coat of arms on the Duke's index finger lit up slightly, and the flame disappeared out of thin air just as it appeared.

"Now, it's yours. However, if it undergoes some unknown changes in the future, notify me immediately, understand?"

"I understand."

Anvis grabbed the floating book again. The moment he grabbed it, his heart suddenly moved, and the heavy book shrank to the size of a palm.

"Has it been recognized? Not bad."

The Duke nodded in understanding, took out a piece of paper from the desk drawer, and printed it with the emblem ring.

When the ring face and the paper fit together, the colorless magic light flashed and disappeared, leaving an ice crystal-like mark.

"Take this to Leonard and ask him to take you to the Moon Castle warehouse to get materials to make a book chain."

The Duke shook his hand and threw the paper to Anvis, who reached out to catch it elegantly.

"Then, I'll take my leave, father."

After getting the Duke's approval, Anvis bowed and then quietly left the room.

When he left, Duke Carrot stared at the door, tapping the table with his fingers from time to time, frowning slightly.

"Old Secret Scripture? This kind of breath..."

After thinking for a while, the Duke opened the bottom drawer of the desk again, and his fingers outlined a complicated miniature magic circle on the deepest wooden board.

A faint light flashed, and the wooden board depicting the magic circle rippled like water waves, and an extremely secret secret compartment opened silently.

At the same time, a mysterious fragrance that seemed to come from an endless and distant country drifted out.

In the secret compartment was a palm-long, simple dark silver key.

It was made of some unknown metal, and the handle was engraved with strange and delicate vine patterns. The surface luster was extremely dim, as if it had experienced an eternity.

Touching the slightly cool metal texture of the key, I don't know what I thought of, the Duke suddenly laughed in a mocking low voice.

"Taboo, hehe...taboo?"

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