The corners of the flame confidence spread upwards, watching the paper that was burnt due to the fire gradually turned into ashes in the hands and was blown away by the wind, until the fingers felt the burning pain.

With this letter, he finally knew what the relics those people were chasing for were.

Even if it's just a part.

Some additional content in the letter mentioned that the Grants actually foresaw the crisis in advance. They did not know who the enemy was, but they could feel the snooping and oppression around them. Donald was controlled by some people, and they also noticed it. Because of this, they pretended to have nothing to discover and did not try any way to escape.

In the last period, all they did was to gain some space for their children to survive under high pressure as much as possible.

The letter was written a week before the grocery store fire.

The Grants created conditions for their predecessors, but they became the target of sacrifice of the Church of Shia before they could see them. Now that they have changed their individuals to inherit, they always have to try their best to fight.

"Huh... live, give up and gain, take the initiative..."

The ending in the letter woke Donald up, standing at the entrance of the alley, leaning against the stone wall behind him, the cool breeze brought about by the cloudy weather turned around.

Some changes are not enough to be said verbally. Now he seems to have great autonomy outside, but in fact he is in extreme passivity. He doesn't even know what enemies he faces, let alone counter them.

He needed something to force out those who were hiding in the dark, and the letter gave him a chance.

As Cannon Antoine said, if he wants to change the situation now, he must have a legacy in his hand. The amber ring is a life-saving thing, so it is naturally impossible to use it casually.

Something else must be found as soon as possible.

Holding the metal building blocks in her hand, before it got dark, Donald first went to the Goddo University Library to find Cialis and explained her discovery, hoping that she could talk to the sheriff, make an appointment for a time and find a place to talk.

Then he took a carriage to the bank and took out the things he had placed in the bank again.

This time, instead of going to the cafe, I paid a sum of money directly and asked for a quiet room in the bank.

With his fingers rubbing the amber ring and looking at the liquid in the amber stone on the ring, Donald finally understood why this ring fits so well with his fingers.

It was originally something that the Grants left to themselves!

Donald tried the infusion of mental power at the first time, but did not stimulate any effect, and even had no response and feedback.

It's not OK to wear it directly on your hands. Even a child can tell the extraordinaryness of this ring. Donald thought about it and simply put a thin rope around his neck and stored it close to his body. Infinita wouldn't come up to take his clothes or peek at him for a bath, right?

Putting the other two badges into the box and putting them together with the Silver Moon Church emblem. He didn't understand these two things, which did not mean that Infinita didn't understand them, but it was a very representative thing.

"Wait...representatively, the high-level badges in other organizations are considered proof of identity in another sense..."

Holding the two insignias, Donald put the square insignia back and put the oval insignia into his pocket.

Two metal blocks were placed on the table in front of you, and the letter mentioned that they were the key, and undoubtedly, it must be related to the legacy.

The two metal building blocks have the same shape, both of which are the most ordinary rectangles, similar in size, and neatly straight lines on the outside, which looks a bit special.

However, Donald merged them together along the edge, and tried each position once, without any special changes. In the end, he could only try to use his mental power to contact him.

Changes finally emerged.

Donald noticed that round holes began to appear in the center of the two building blocks, the size of the needle hole was not obvious, but some dark golden patterns could be seen.

He tried to control his mental power to pour into these two holes, but it had no effect. Obviously, these two small holes had other functions.

"What does this mean? Do you mean there are other components that need to be added?"

There are small holes on both sides, and Donald wondered if it was possible that a metal stick of the same thickness or something else would be needed to connect both sides to activate them completely.

While thinking, his fingers subconsciously pinched the building blocks and rubbed them. The moment the fingers of his thumb stroked the surface of the building blocks, the tingling sensation made Donald suddenly release his fingers.

"Hiss~"

Flipped his fingers and saw a wound that had already oozed out of the bleeding. He quickly put it in his mouth and held it in his mouth. His eyes fell on the building blocks. Donald couldn't see any sharp thorns on it. How did the wound appear?

Could it be...

Without caring about the wound, Donald pursed his lips and put his thumb back on the gap. Sure enough, the familiar stinging sensation appeared again. This time, Donald did not let go of his hand, but pressed the position more and more vigorously, allowing blood to seep out through the wound.

Click~ Click~

A slight cracking sound came from the gap between the building blocks. Donald let go of his hand and the building blocks fell back to the table. It only collided slightly, but it instantly dispersed into more than a dozen pieces of fragments, spreading out on the table, making Donald a little at a loss.

This quality is too bad, right?

Donald always feel that there is a connection between them, holding down another metal building block with his other hand.

In the same process, blood flows into the holes, just like lubricant, dispersing the block fragments that were originally hard together. At a rough look, the number of fragments is similar.

Donald looked at the pieces on the table, putting them together with one hand.

When he let go of his hand, the pile of fragments began to tremble again, like a pile of small magnets that attracted each other and repelled each other, each of which seemed to have their own position.

The initial movement is slow, but as time goes by, several pieces of fragments attract each other, speeding up the process.

Arrange, combine, outline...

Donald watched the pile of fragments slowly forming on the table in front of him.

Yes, in just a few minutes, the pile of fragments formed a circular clock dial in front of Donald!

Before Donald could start researching, it dispersed again, and then formed a strange balance shape, which looked familiar, but for a moment, I couldn't remember what it meant.

Finally, the key shape is formed and then set and will not change.

Taking the key as big as a palm, Donald could probably guess that the previous images pieced together from fragments were related to the legacy.

There are really surprises everywhere in life.

"Hey, let's start from here..."
Chapter completed!