Chapter 481: Fancy Tricks (5200 Bonus)

"With the permission of all the Ages?"

Aaron sneered: "At the very least, the 'Mother of Night' makes no secret of her hostility toward me... If I were to go to the Peak of the Spirit World in my true form, I fear I would be surrounded by several Ages..."

"That is truly a pity..."

The 'Raven' shook its wings, performing a gesture that looked extremely anthropomorphic, as if to say 'there is nothing I can do.'

"It seems... the matter of the 'Gate of Longevity' requires more careful planning."

Aaron looked at the 'Raven': "I would like to ask you to lobby those Ages who are neutral or lean toward my side to tacitly allow Motula's ascension... Once it succeeds, I will grant you a reward beyond your imagination."

"No problem, I am happy to serve you, my lord!"

"This master just lost consciousness; it seems... the wise, tolerant, and glorious ancestor has awakened within this master's body?"

Aaron offered some praise: "You may address me as Count... Now, I need you to help the descendant of my nephew rescue someone from the Church of the God of Wisdom."

Several days later.

"Respected and noble lord, your loyal, humble, and obedient Bran is happy to serve you!"

What was chilling was that on one of the pages, those characters gathered together like ants, forming an eye that constantly looked around!

At this moment, Bran's two unclosed eyes rolled, as if seeing something, and he flapped his wings, arriving inside an alley.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his body was rapidly covered in various Talismans representing knowledge.

Bran bowed again: "Great, noble, mysterious, and benevolent Count!"

The 'Raven' happily added an investment: "I will deposit this generous reward with you and wait to be repaid much later... According to the bankers, compound interest and time are the best friends of capital appreciation! I believe in this saying, and I also have enough patience and time to wait..."

"At the very least, I must wait until Hanote Aige has completely left Plymouth... I do not want to be caught by this Crown if he were to kill his way back..."

Outside the Temple of Knowledge, built from pure white bricks and stones.

"Not a bad little fellow, very polite indeed."

Believers of the God of Wisdom all respect knowledge, and they also respect the carriers of knowledge—books!

If they encounter a discarded book, they will inevitably pick it up and keep it properly.

"Captain Jins... I found a Mysterious book; it might have been dropped by one of the deacons... I must return it to the Library immediately."

"Caw caw... Idiotic, stupid, lazy William... Cheer with joy!"

William watched the departing carriage, a triumphant smile appearing on his face: "Pope Hanote Aige will go to other cities to attend a continental academic seminar; he will not return for at least a week."

"This is news this master painstakingly inquired about; naturally, it will not be wrong."

William remained very clear-headed.

He could not storm the church himself, but he could let the church members bring him inside!

In fact, when he had previously taken a trace of the 'Gate of Longevity' brand from the Spirit World, His aura was already very Weak, and at this moment, it shattered like a soap bubble.

The expression of this night watchman suddenly became serious.

He looked up and saw Bran perched on a street lamp: "Dead crow... where did you run off to?"

And in the direction of the Library of the White Temple, there happened to be a prison entrance!

Especially regarding books involving Secrecy, there are strict classifications; this is all for the sake of the believers' rationality.

The non-human form of the 'Sage' is quite special; they can even briefly maintain the form of 'Formless Knowledge'!

Of course, this duration of maintenance is very short and requires a carrier, but it is enough for now.

Bran's voice came from William's chest: "So... hurry up and act!"

"And, you have reached an agreement with this Count?"

Three days later.

Accompanied by the flickering of these Talismans, his entire person even began to twist and deform... changing from a living creature into a series of information and flows of knowledge...

He hurriedly picked up the book and stroked the cover affectionately: "Hmm? 'Book of William Xiaer'... a name I haven't heard of. Huh?"

William arrived at this place, which he was already too familiar with, in a practiced manner.

"Sure enough... just as the information I obtained said."

This is not the East; the Western way of thinking is to put everything on the negotiating table and price it clearly.

Therefore, he was not blinded by Greed; instead, he acted as if he had grabbed a bomb.

Aaron held his gold-inlaid cane, and his figure vanished instantly.

"A great performance is about to begin; it is a pity there is no audience."

Bran changed his face, watching a luxurious carriage slowly drive away from the church area.

The crow's body swayed, it fell headfirst to the ground, and then flew up again, having acquired a ruffian-like air.

According to William's plan, Bran directly picked up the book in his beak and dropped it on a path that the night watchman was bound to pass during his patrol.

Night.

He was a rather cautious person; although the divination he performed after drinking coffee this morning showed that everything would go smoothly, he still remained vigilant.

After saying this, the gloomy aura on the 'Raven' disappeared without a trace.

Plop!

Although believers of knowledge worship knowledge, they also know the danger of knowledge.

This was William's plan!

Countless characters and symbolic Talismans... all burrowed into a blank book.

On the pale yellow pages of the book, lines of text immediately appeared.

William, who was pulling up his collar to cover half his face while hurrying along, suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Damn it... eat shit... it seems I must go and rescue those two sisters... but it doesn't matter... with the will of the ancestors, what bastard would dare to stop me? I, the great one, will take a shit on his head..."

Some of them were chaotic and messy, like the random scribbles of a madman, while others described the travelogues of a person named 'Scholar William' in an elegant tone.

Immediately, it saw Aaron, and its body trembled.

"Obeying your will..."

Not long after, a night watchman carrying a Horse Lantern passed through this section of the road and looked at the book on the ground in surprise: "Which monk left their book here? This is a desecration of knowledge!"

After flipping through a few pages, this night watchman immediately discovered that it involved Secrecy!

Only then did Bran let out a long sigh: "Damn it, you scared the hell out of me..."

"Hmm."

"Ouch... who ambushed Lord Bran?"

Even though it did not know Aaron's identity, that ancient majesty from the Spirit World forced it to prostrate itself on the ground.

Bran raised a wing: "Because the handsome, heroic, and wise Lord Bran is prepared to help you complete the mission."

The night watchman found his Captain and reported solemnly.

The Captain of this team of night watchmen was a middle-aged man with azure eyes; he glanced at the book title slightly, and his expression became serious: "It is not among the low-level books in my memory; it may carry corruption and come from the 'Forbidden Book Area'... You did the right thing; take it to the Library immediately and ask someone specialized to be responsible for the review..."

Taking a car back to my hometown, carsick, nauseous... not in a good state, I am truly sorry, the update tomorrow morning will also have to be postponed...

(End of this chapter)