Outside the ancient and solemn building of the National Museum of the Philippines, the silence of the night seemed to cast a mysterious veil over this historical treasure house.
The door of the museum has long been closed tightly.
It was announced to the public that the day's visit was over.
However,
In the deep interior of the library,
There are still gentle lights flickering tenaciously in the dimness, bringing a warm light to this sleeping historical palace.
And among the lights, a middle-aged man is wearing neat work clothes. His face is focused and calm, and he is meticulously restoring the precious collections that carry the long history of the Philippines.
The man's movements were gentle and skillful, as if every touch was a silent tribute to these historical witnesses.
But at this moment, his movements suddenly stopped, as if he realized something.
Even so, Levis did not turn around, but said calmly:
"Mr. Rhine, you are finally here."
His voice was low and magnetic, which seemed particularly clear in this silent night.
As he finished speaking, a calm and familiar voice echoed in the empty museum:
"The way the Great Library treats guests is always so unpretentious, it makes people feel respectful."
Before the words fell,
An elegant and gentleman-like figure slowly walked out of the shadows.
He was Su Wen who was operating separately from the rebel organization. Of course, because Jiang Menghan was there to take care of him, he was very relieved.
Su Wen then turned his attention to this huge library:
There are countless precious documents about the historical changes of the Philippines collected here. Every book and every manuscript is like a dusty memory, waiting to be reawakened:
"Since you have decided to let this [banquet] go ahead and prepare to completely reveal the secrets they hide.
So, have you mastered the method of weakening the ‘gods’?”
Reeves nodded slightly:
"Of course we will not let this city die with us.
However, the academic strife that extends from the academic trend of thought has actually made them rampant to this point. This is something that cannot be tolerated.
Lawrence Riel has fought against the Abyss for thousands of years or more, and this has won us a place in the real world, in the Astronomical Society, and in the Great Library.
Staring into the abyss for too long,
Maybe it completely changed some people’s minds,
It is even possible that they have been implanted with ‘abyss hints.’”
"Are the conflicts between you irreconcilable?"
Su Wen said calmly,
"Then be prepared for the worst and tell us your methods against the evil beings."
"[Abyss Isolation]
Place the deity in a special space environment: such as vacuum, strong magnetic field or high/low temperature environment or even strong psychic energy field to interfere with its normal physiological functions and weaken its ability.
so,
We must create an environment of absolute dominance in Manila Bay."
"The plan on the Blade is not safe..."
"[All Sects-Alexios] is definitely on our side."
"Then take me to see them."
Su Wen did not completely believe what Levis said.
Therefore, even if he has received a reply from Dean Constance, the final result of all this will still be determined by him.
at the same time,
A very high-level meeting is taking place on the main campus of Lawrence Riel.
The City of Breeze, this magnificent university that transcends the boundaries of ordinary cities, is like a miracle leaping out of ancient legends.
It is deeply rooted in a vast fertile land of greenery and knowledge.
On the outskirts of the huge Breeze City,
The huge barrier also blocks all the darkness that cannot be seen.
Among them, the main campus of Laurenz Riel turns out to be an epic building complex under the structure of the world tree, and every brick and tile seems to carry thousands of years of wisdom and historical precipitation.
The huge European architectural style is cleverly integrated with the natural wonders.
Tall towers penetrate the sky,
It is like a ladder leading to heaven, and the low courtyards and winding paths hide endless stories and secrets.
In this land nourished by magic and knowledge, the trees are as tall as the sky. They are not just natural creations, but more like guardians guarding ancient knowledge.
The twinkling stars can be seen faintly among the branches and leaves, and it seems that the entire starry sky is attracted by this holy land, pouring down endless brilliance and inspiration.
The surface of the building is carved with complex totems and star maps, and every detail tells the dialogue between the universe and human wisdom.
Deep in the academy,
A door that only the highest-level meetings are allowed to open slowly opens.
That is the large meeting room of the Council of Sages of Lorenzril.
As a subordinate organization of the Great Library, it has different responsibilities from the Sentinels.
And as others take their places,
An old man wearing a long robe and a beard as white as snow walked steadily into the star-studded hall.
His eyes sparkled with profound light, as if he could see into the essence of everything in the world.
Old Constance slowly walked towards the main seat, which was an oak chair carved with complex patterns, symbolizing wisdom and protection.
After sitting down,
He gently stroked his beard, with a calmness and majesty accumulated over time in his movements:
"Dear sages of Lorenzril, and the current deans,
Please keep quiet."
The old dean's voice was rich and deep, echoing throughout the conference room like an ancient echo.
Immediately afterwards, this old scholar who was relatively amiable in Su Wen's impression turned his goal in another direction:
"We specially convened the Council of Sages at this time to allow all current deans to join the meeting.
Salik Farrella,
Current Dean Fararella, what exactly do you want to say?"
After hearing the seriousness in Constance's words,
Salik Fararella, the dean who is usually known for his stability, stood up with an unprecedented decisive attitude at this moment.
His gaze penetrated the scattered candlelight on the conference table, as if he could look directly into the souls of everyone present.
Immediately afterwards,
This man actually admitted his motives:
"Dear seniors, colleagues, and the most distinguished wise man of our college - the old dean,"
Salik Falarella began to speak slowly, each word carefully thought out.
"My students do have a bold proposal, an idea that may overturn the conventional wisdom of Laurenz Riel.
Therefore, even if this is not my attention, even my students have differences.
I also want to guarantee them an experiment, a breakthrough experiment that has never been done before."
now,
Hearing that he actually admitted this answer that could almost lead to immediate trial, the atmosphere in the conference room instantly solidified.
Old Huey Farr folded his hands,
He remained silent.
Anta Linyu gently took off the hairpin that bound his long emerald hair. It was a miniature long bow.
The young female dean with short hair, Alexios, had cold eyes, and traces of the door began to appear in her eyes.