The area of ​​Puston City Library is really wide. Donald opened his spiritual vision and could only carry the areas where the floor tiles were the most severely burning traces.

Even so, it consumes a lot of mental power.

Stopped in front of the wall that was darkened by fire on the inside of the first floor of the library, with one hand standing across his chest and the other hand supporting his chin. The thing in front of him was beyond his expectations.

According to the original idea, Donald personally didn't think that there would be any valuable clues left here in nearly a month. It was purely because he had no clue for the time being. Who would have thought that the luck of a blind cat encountering a dead mouse actually made him meet?

“Is this a transfer of luck?”

Donald squatted down while rubbing his sore eyes, pulled out the short knife from his waist and began to scratch the black and gray on the ground.

In the state of spiritual vision, the bricks here are different from the surrounding brown floor tiles, but the surroundings show a thin purple fluorescence.

The blade scraped off the dust and other deposits on the surface of the floor tiles. Donald found that the short knife that was seized from the stranger was unexpectedly useful. Some hard objects that looked a little firm can easily be broken, and they are much better than ordinary iron tools.

I found this thing from him at that time. Isn’t it an ordinary object?

Donald had never studied this short sword specifically. He had always used it as a prop for attacking invisible slaves. He put the short sword in front of him, blew away the black and gray on it, focused his eyes on the special symbol on the knife surface, and stretched out his index finger and pressed it on it.

The fingertips rubbed across the lines, and Donald deliberately transmitted his mental power, and a light blue stream of light passed through the patterns.

Buzz ~

A strange trembling sound came from the short knife, and the special patterns on the middle knife surface were shiny. At this time, the blade was placed on the floor tiles without even needing force. Just sweep across horizontally and sweep most of the deposits on it.

“It’s indeed unusual…”

Even if this knife is not a strange thing, it can be regarded as a special item. It seems that it has gained something in the last battle now.

After cleaning up the things on the floor tiles, Donald turned on his spiritual vision again. At this moment, it looked different from before. There was a strange mark on the floor tiles that could not be seen by the naked eye, but the state of spiritual vision was clearly visible.

I inserted the gap between the floor tiles with a short knife, and did not encounter too many obstacles. It was not only because of the sharpness of the blade, but because of the empty space below itself.

He leaned up against the bricks and stones on the side, grabbed the gap exposed on the ground with his left hand and broke the entire tiles apart. The long tiles in the library were nearly 1.5 feet long. This method took Donald a lot of effort. As expected, there was a depression below which was about two knuckles deep.

But there is nothing stored in it.

Was the original fire to cover up what is below?

Squatting on the edge of the depression, gesturing with both hands on the edges, imagining what was put here, searching for the memories in my mind, an inexplicable sense of hazy suddenly appeared.

The spirit began to be dazed, and the sank in front of me kept flashing back.

In just a flash, a book with a dark cover appeared in the hollow sag in his eyes. It was lying quietly in it. Donald took a deep breath inexplicably and involuntarily poked out his hands to pick it up, but when he was about to touch it, he returned to normal.

"Book of Darkness...is this where it was placed before it was discovered?"

Donald has been able to confirm that what he got here was one of the relics that Infinita had previously said to have been taken over by the Shia Church.

It seems that the task of the four of them was to come to the Puston Municipal Library to pick up books.

So the question is, why do you need to find the four newcomers?

The Book of Dark is obviously a very important item, and Infinita also said that this is one of the relics left by the Grant couple and is undoubtedly of great value.

The Church of Shia must be short of manpower, which is certain that there must be a reason for not instructing believers who have guaranteed loyalty and ability, but instead handing it over to Donald as a task.

Is it just a bad thing to ask Donald Grant to steal the relics left by his parents, even though he didn't know about it at the time?

There was a scene in the previous dream where someone advised him to participate in the mission, which proved that someone urgently hoped that he would participate.

In other words, he must be!

The memories in my mind just now also confirm this.

Donald was the one who took out the book of the dark with his own hands.

Turning on his spiritual vision and stroking the lines on the surface of the stone brick next to him, Donald suddenly discovered something. When his fingers fell on the floor tiles, the lines that originally emitted light from the surrounding area of ​​the location they were touching would immediately dim and turn light gray.

I tried several times in a row, and it was the result.

"What does this mean..."

Donald was a little puzzled and could only record this phenomenon for the time being.

He lifted the stone brick to cover the depression again. However, when the stone brick merged with the crack again, Donald felt his heart beating, and then he felt empty, as if he had lost something precious, and as if he had forgotten something...

The body that was about to stand up squatted back again, and Donald had a good way to verify the strange feeling he had suddenly had.

Lift up the stone bricks again and put them down.

So repeated.

Donald confirmed this relationship.

"Hiss~Why do you feel this way? Is it my own psychological effect?"

The Book of Dark is of great value, so when I learned that the predecessor had obtained it and gave it to the cult with both hands, I think it's a pity now... No, Donald asked himself about it and other emotions, but it did exist, but it was not as anxious as to gain or lose.

How could this happen? How could personal emotions be unable to be controlled?

The demons in his body were at work, or... there were other forces trying to remind him that something had been forgotten by him.

Something related to this sag...

Donald placed the stone brick aside, stood up close, and began to wander around the library. Donald wanted to verify his guess.

If the stone brick cover is viewed as a separate act, is it possible that it is just a precondition?

Just like before drinking a drink, we have to unscrew the bottle cap first. Without unscrewing the lid, how can we drink the drink inside?
Chapter completed!