Aaron sneered: "At least the 'Mother of the Night' does not conceal her hostility towards me... If I go to the top of the spiritual world in person, I am afraid that I will be watched by several Si Sui..."
"That's a shame..."
The 'Raven' shook its wings and made a very anthropomorphic gesture of being helpless.
"It seems... the matter of the 'Gate of Immortality' needs to be carefully planned."
Aaron looked at the 'Raven': "I would like you to persuade those who are neutral and favor our side to acquiesce in Motura's promotion... When you succeed, I will give you a generous reward beyond your imagination."
"No problem, it's my pleasure to serve you!"
This is not the East. The Western mentality is to put everything on the negotiation table and clearly mark the price.
'Raven' happily made an additional investment: "I will keep this generous reward with you and pay it back later...According to bankers, compound interest and time are the most important factors in capital appreciation."
Good friend! I believe this and have enough patience and time to wait..."
After saying that, the dark temperament on the 'Raven' body suddenly disappeared without a trace.
In fact, when he took a trace of the 'Gate of Immortality' brand from the spiritual world, his aura was already very weak, and now it shattered like a soap bubble.
The crow swayed, fell to the ground, and then flew up again, feeling more fluid.
Immediately, it saw Aaron, and its body trembled.
Even though it didn't know Aaron's identity, the ancient majesty from the spiritual world made it crawl on the ground.
"Your honorable and noble Lord, your loyal, humble, and obedient Bran is happy to serve you!"
"Nice little guy, very polite..."
Aaron boasted: "You can call me Your Excellency the Earl... Now I need you to help the descendants of my nephew and save people from the church of the God of Wisdom."
"Follow your wishes..."
Bran saluted again: "The great, noble, mysterious, and kind Earl!"
"Um."
Aaron held the gold-encrusted cane and disappeared instantly.
…
Only then did Bran let out a long sigh: "I was so frightened to death..."
"I lost consciousness just now. It seems that...the wise, tolerant, and glorious ancestors have awakened in my body?"
"And, have you reached an agreement with this Earl?"
"Damn it... Eat shit... It seems that we have to rescue the sisters... But it doesn't matter... With the will of our ancestors, which bastard dares to stop him? I will do it on his head..."
At this time, Bran's eyes that were not closed moved as if he saw something. He flapped his wings and came to an alley.
William, who was pulling up his collar and covering half of his face, suddenly stopped.
He raised his head and saw Bran standing on the street lamp: "Dead crow...where did you go?"
"Quack... idiot, stupid, lazy William... cheer with joy!"
Bran raised a wing: "Because the handsome, brave, and wise Uncle Bran is ready to help you complete your mission."
…
A few days later.
Outside the temple of knowledge made of pure white bricks.
Bran changed his face and watched a luxury carriage slowly driving away from the church area.
"Sure enough...it's the same as the news I got."
William looked at the carriage going away, with a successful smile on his face: "His Majesty Pope Harnot Egger will go to other cities to attend continental academic seminars and will not be back for at least a week."
"This is the news that I came back from after extensive inquiries. Of course there will be no mistakes."
Bran's voice came from William's chest: "So... act quickly!"
"At least we have to wait until Harnot Egger leaves Pulmouth completely... I don't want to be caught by his highness coming back directly..."
William is still very conscious.
He is a very cautious person, and although the divination he did after drinking coffee for breakfast today showed that everything will go well, he still remains vigilant.
…
Three days later.
night.
William came to this place that was already familiar to him and couldn't be more familiar.
"A great performance is about to begin, but unfortunately there is no audience."
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his body was quickly covered with various symbols representing knowledge.
As these symbols flashed, his whole body even began to twist and deform...from a living creature to a series of information and knowledge flows...
The non-human form of the ‘wise men’ is quite special, and they can even maintain the form of ‘invisible knowledge’ for a short period of time!
Of course, this maintenance time is very short and requires a carrier, but it is enough for now.
Countless characters, symbols... all penetrated into a blank book.
Lines of text immediately appeared on the light yellow pages of the book.
Some of them are chaotic, like random graffiti by a madman, while others describe the travel stories of a man named 'Scholar William' in a beautiful tone.
What is horrifying is that on a certain page, the words are gathered together like ants, forming an eye that constantly looks around!
Snap!
According to William's idea, Bran directly picked up the book and dropped it on the road where the night watchman would definitely pass by.
Believers of the God of Wisdom all respect knowledge and books, the carrier of knowledge!
When you encounter a discarded book, you will definitely pick it up and put it away properly.
In the direction of the Pure White Temple Library, there happens to be the entrance to the prison!
This is William's plan!
He cannot break into the church by himself, but he can let church members bring him in!
Not long after, a night watchman carrying a lantern passed by this section of the road and looked at the books on the ground in surprise: "Which monk left the book here? This is a blasphemy against knowledge!"
He quickly picked up the book and caressed the writing: "Huh? "The Book of William Shire"...a name I have never heard of. Huh?"
After turning a few pages, the night watchman immediately discovered that it involved secrets!
The night watchman's expression suddenly became serious.
Although believers in knowledge worship knowledge, they also know its dangers.
Especially books involving occult matters are strictly graded, all for the sake of believers' rationality.
Therefore, he was not blinded by greed, but instead seemed to have caught a bomb.
"Captain Kings... I found a mysterious book, which may have been dropped by a deacon... I must return it to the library immediately."
The night watchman found his captain and made a serious report.
The captain of this team of night watchmen is a middle-aged man with blue eyes. He glanced at the books and his expression became serious: "It is not among the low-level books in my memory. It may contain pollution and comes from
'Restricted Book Zone'... You did the right thing, send it to the library immediately and ask a specialized person to review it..."
