Even within the Silver Alliance, the Prophet's Tower is an extremely mysterious and taboo place.
It is almost unknown to outsiders, and the only people who can enter and exit it are special professionals who wear silver robes and hold a thick book in their arms-documentary scholars.
The Prophet's Tower is an important place for dossier scholars to observe the general trend of the world and record the secrets of the world.
At this moment, on a small stone platform extending out of the seventh floor of the Prophet's Tower, a strange old man wearing a simple white robe, with an old and frail face, and a pair of tortoiseshell glasses on the bridge of his nose was leaning on the railing and looking into the distance, silently examining the warm sunshine.
The city in the sky under the light.
After a long time, he withdrew his gaze and turned back to the inside of the tower.
This is a magical secret room filled with a strong atmosphere of knowledge. There is almost no furniture in the room, but it is filled with all kinds of strange books. All the books are stacked against the wall, leading to a room that is more than ten meters high.
The roof. They are scattered all over each other and crooked. They only rely on the weight of the books above to prevent them from collapsing.
Standing indoors and looking around, there are almost no other items besides books. There is a small desk over half a meter high in the middle of the room, with countless items spread out, half-covered, or placed on it.
Many volumes, books, notes and the like stacked together.
There are piles of books scattered on the road leading from where the old man stood to the small desk. Anyone who wants to walk here must be careful, otherwise a terrible 'landslide' will occur if he is not careful.
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With the old man's frail constitution, it is obvious that he cannot withstand such a disaster.
Moreover, there are also magic books with witchcraft fluorescence on the surface among these volumes. Once the protective witchcraft array on them is triggered, it will definitely cause a terrible catastrophe here.
However, at this moment, a young guy with a delicate face was sitting cross-legged in front of the desk, holding a strange quill in his hand, writing something on a parchment scroll.
Seeing the old man come back from relaxing, the little guy raised his head, his big bright eyes shining with curiosity.
"Teacher, did you see something again?"
It’s no wonder that the little guy asked like this. According to the old man’s past, it is his fixed habit to go to the rooftop in the afternoon to look at the scenery around the Sky City. This time usually does not take less than half an hour, and it is also the only thing he does
'Leisure activities'.
The rest of the time, he lived in this ocean of books, writing and writing, recording major events that happened around the world.
Yes, this is a strange ability of archivists.
They are witnesses of history, they are recorders of history. Their naked eyes can see mysterious events happening somewhere in the plane from thousands of miles away. These events may be big or small, but without exception they can penetrate deeply.
It will profoundly affect the future development direction of the entire world...
Dossier scholars do not need too advanced witchcraft abilities, but only need a pious and convinced belief in destiny. If the wizarding world is the world of wizards, then these people are the magicians among wizards, but
What they believe in is not a certain strong man, but the river of destiny that is hidden behind the scenes, like a huge machine that is super complex but extremely sophisticated and controls everything.
They are servants of the power of destiny and devout believers in the power of destiny.
They never interfere with the movement of fate, but as humble servants, use their own eyes and pens to observe and record all the major and minor events that affect the development of the entire wizarding world.
Wherever they appear, it often indicates that a major event will occur there that will profoundly change the future direction of the world.
They will use their paper and pen to record every historical moment of a genius wizard from birth to maturity to reaching the pinnacle of glory, and then archive them in detail in the secret room of the Prophet's Tower.
Except for file scholars, not even the chairman and deputy chairman of the Silver Alliance have the right to access these documents and secret volumes.
The entire Prophet's Tower is like a strange organization isolated from the outside world. It does not rely on anyone, does not harm anyone, and silently observes and supervises all important events that occur within the plane at a height that ordinary people cannot understand.
What gives them this power is the all-seeing eye placed on the spire of the Prophet's Tower.
As long as any dossier scholar is in the Prophet's Tower, he will be affected by the increase of the all-seeing eye. Except for a few areas affected by strange powers, the entire wizarding world is like a picture scroll in their eyes, and it can be seen at any time.
It can be unfolded and you can focus your attention on it at any time.
In the eyes of dossier scholars, there are no secrets in the world!
However, at this moment, this old man, who had an unimpressive appearance but firmly controlled the entire Prophet's Tower and nearly a hundred dossier scholars in it, seemed quite excited. As soon as he entered the room, he started waving his arms.
"Fate is flowing... Destiny is flowing... The river of destiny has once again sent me a warning. A change and turmoil that will profoundly change the future of the wizarding world is occurring in the middle of the continent... Quick... Quick... Notify Indal immediately
, I require that his Eagle Group must all be dispatched to record everything that happened there..."
This was the first time for the young file apprentice to see his teacher so excited that he reached a level of neurosis. He quickly brushed away the scroll he was copying in front of him, took out a strange crystal from the depths of a pile of books around him, and placed it.
They started to rub each other slowly on the desk and started whispering.
After a moment, the light and shadow in the air in the study room shook, and a half-length silhouette of a middle-aged man with a calm and resolute face emerged. On the robe on his chest was a badge engraved with a volume and a quill, and on his forehead
There is also a magic pattern of a strange eye painted in the middle.
That's the sign of the all-seeing eye!
"Lord Tower Master, what happened to you in such a hurry to summon me?" The visitor bowed to the old man and saluted, looking confused.
"Indal, send all the members of your Eagle Group and rush to the middle of the continent immediately! There, in a place called Tielin City, a major event is happening. I ask you to get closer and observe everything that happens there.
Write it down completely for me."
"All members of the Eagle Group?" The middle-aged man raised his head in surprise, but then he nodded and said: "Understood, sir, I will give the order right now! I will rush there personally and preside over the arrangements for everything. I will never let anyone
You are disappointed..."
"As long as you understand! Remember, the main line of fate is always hidden in all kinds of endless bizarre events. Your task is to find out the real main line of fate, and carefully observe and record how fate passes through each person.
People, everything affects future development. In particular, you have to find out the 'individual' who drives the main line of destiny. He is the core that we should observe and understand most!"
"yes!"
As Indal bowed, the half-length image gradually disappeared.
Half a quarter of an hour later, weird guys with strange shapes, wearing silver robes, and holding parchment scrolls and quills suddenly walked out of the secret rooms in various places in the Prophet's Tower. They came to the stone window of the tower and transformed into
A giant eagle, tall and elegant, soared into the sky with a shrill scream.
Eleven giant eagles circled three times over the Prophet's Tower. Under the leadership of their leader, they turned their wings and flew quickly toward the center of the continent without hesitation.
The young file apprentice who was lying on the railing of the platform couldn't help but retract his envious gaze and looked at his teacher.
"Teacher, I..."
"Don't even think about it! You are still young and have not experienced the experience of the world. You don't know the dangers of people outside. You will suffer a big loss if you travel like this."
"If I go with Uncle Yingdal, that's okay, right?"
"Hmph, they have a mission, and they can't spare their time to take care of you. Besides, how many archived secret volumes have you read in the central part of the continent?"
As soon as the old man mentioned this, the young file apprentice immediately felt a little dizzy.
"Teacher, the entire central part of the continent alone has three hundred secret rooms filled with historical archives. I...I...just saw the year 31,428 of the Wizarding Calendar..."
"That means you have only understood the history of the central part of the continent for more than 1,500 years, and there are still more than 30,000 years waiting for you to read! Before you read the entire general history of the continent and become a true archival scholar, I will not
I will let you travel..."
After hearing the old man's answer, the muscles on the face of the young dossier apprentice couldn't help but twitch violently. It took him two full years, studying the ancient scrolls day and night, before he could grasp the development, changes and history of the central continent in the past thousand years.
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But if you want to extend the historical process you control to 30,000 years ago, and also include the development process of the three major wizard organizations, the terrifying amount of reading will make you despair just thinking about it.
"Thonke, this is the basic skill of a dossier scholar. If you don't wear away the restlessness and laziness in human nature in the vast sea of books, you won't be able to hold the quill. Everyone who walks out of the prophet's tower represents the all-knowing eye.
Scholars are all trustworthy partners. But you... are still far from it!"
"Then...Teacher, if there are apprentices who can't bear this complicated and boring life and want to give up halfway, what will happen to them?" Sounke's eyes couldn't help but flicker.
"Haha... What kind of place is the Prophet's Tower? No one can take away the secrets of the world from here. If you can't become a dossier scholar, then everything you remember in your mind will disappear the moment you give up."
Having said this, the old man looked out the window into the distance with his witch stick, and said leisurely: "No one can take away the secrets here! They are destined to belong here..."
Young Sonk wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, calmed down his mind, bowed to the old man, and returned to the wooden table to devote himself to reading and recording.
And on the top of the tower, a strange eyeball with golden luster is staring tirelessly into the distance.
Where its golden gaze is focused, the fog of fate dissipates, and bizarre scenes appear, faintly showing the various conditions of the world shrouded in the rules of fate... (To be continued)