Chapter 946: Knowledge Chasing People

Time left deep traces on this arrow. The exterior of the arrow was the most perfect artwork and antique. Xia De stared at the arrow in the red mahogany box. Whispers sounded in his ears. While the image of the arrowhead was imprinted in his mind, those strange whispers and the inexplicable thoughts that appeared in his heart urged him to pierce his heart with the arrow immediately.

Xia De longed for the power of knowledge, and this arrow seemed to be longing for the outsider who was staring at him.

He took a deep breath, let his spirit concentrate, and not be affected by the relic. He stretched out his finger. When his finger touched the ice-cold golden arrowhead, the voice of "Her" sounded in his ears:

【Strange Art - Ancient Sound triggered, you learned a story of the First Era.】

【The ancient God of Wisdom once wrote the myth of mortals on the land of the First Era with the Sage of the Silver Moon. The recorder silently wrote everything, the mentor who guarded knowledge polished the arrow of knowledge and power, protecting mortals who were looking for light in the dark darkness. The Old God once said: "Knowledge is hidden in the world, wisdom is hidden in the soul. The wise are like water, they will surely leave; the foolish are like fire, burning everything."】

Fingers directly touched this Sage-level relic. Even though Xia De's spiritual power was extremely powerful, and he considered himself firm in his belief, after listening to "Her" narration, he still spent a lot of determination to close the box again.

"This item contains the power of the Old God 【Secret Mentor】, and among the three conditions of the Chosen One ritual, one of them has been satisfied."

He closed his eyes to let himself try to forget the whispers just now, and drove the image of the arrow out of his mind. When he opened his eyes again, he saw the recovered Professor De Le Ke looking at him with some worry.

The professor and Xia De saw 【Knowledge Arrow of Akenola】 in the wooden box together, but the professor didn't show a strange expression, as if what he saw was just an ordinary antique.

"Professor, do you have any special feelings?"

"What special feelings?"

Professor De Le Ke asked curiously instead:

"Are you trying to ask if I remembered anything? Sorry, I just feel this arrow is very familiar, but I still don't know how it came into my hands."

Xia De frowned slightly. This wooden box was the containment measure for the arrow. Because Xia De didn't take it out, the whispering elements wouldn't directly affect the two. But the mental influence brought by looking directly at the relic would appear as long as one looked at the relic.

"You look again."

Saying that, he opened the wooden box again. The influence of the relic was immediately detected by Xia De, but the professor still didn't seem to have any feelings, as if what was in the box was really just an ordinary antique.

"This definitely isn't my problem, so it's the professor's problem."

Xia De continued to look at Professor De Le Ke, and the professor was even more confused:

"What's wrong with me?"

"I contacted Professor Tiris Manning in Tobesk. The other party praised you as a very inspired person. Facing strange phenomena, you are always the first to discover something wrong, and you can always find the most suitable research direction in ordinary times."

Xia De pursed his lips:

"After you came back from the adventure of the 'Goddess of the Lake', does this peculiar talent still exist?"

The professor recalled and shook his head slightly:

"That adventure and the fact of the broken leg had a great impact on me. Yes, since that adventure, I have indeed become much slower."

Xia De thought again of the photo with the "Swamp Witch's Curse" he got when he first came to Professor De Le Ke's place. That time, he was affected by the curse, but Professor De Le Ke didn't feel anything at all.

"It seems your wish also included erasing some unique talents."

Xia De spoke very cautiously, and the professor's expression turned even uglier:

"God, what kind of wish did I make back then?"

He lowered his head to look at the teacup he was holding, the swirling hot steam blurring the professor's glasses.

Xia De had some new ideas; he opened the box again, this time taking the arrow out directly:

"Professor, I would like to use this arrow to prick your finger."

Although Professor Drake did not know what Xia De wanted to do, he did not object. So, Xia De very carefully used the sharp arrowhead to make a small cut on Professor Drake's finger. Because the wound was too shallow, with only the epidermis lifted, the professor had to try hard to squeeze it before blood seeped out.

The old professor frowned slightly, lifting his gaze from his finger to look at Xia De, who was holding the arrow:

"How interesting, it seems I have gained some knowledge in my head."

He patted his own head:

"Very fragmented knowledge, it seems to be about ancient insectivores. Oh, what is all this?"

Xia De asked in his heart:

"If I remember correctly, when an ordinary person is scratched, they either become a gifted one or slowly die. And when a Ring Ringed Ringed Shushi is scratched, it is..."

【Gaining some bizarre knowledge in the head.】

Xia De pursed his lips and reached out to signal the professor to shake hands. After the handshake, Xia De confirmed once again that Professor Drake was an ordinary person.

【Note: Having absorbed the divinity of the Old God 'Fury Storm', your personality is also being affected by the divinity in the short term.】

To prevent any errors in Father Nobel's description of this relic, Xia De scratched his own finger with the arrowhead. He experienced that strange sensation of pain and noticed some bizarre knowledge surging into his mind.

He suddenly frowned; among the knowledge related to sin and human sacrifice, there was a set of ancient characters. And those characters, Xia De had seen once before.

"Professor, do you remember the book we found when we were searching through the letters last time? The book had 【Knowledge is Power】 written on it in strange characters."

"Yes, you were the one who translated the text for me."

The professor, who was pondering the strange phenomenon, nodded.

"I have a guess about this. Is it possible that those words were written in the book by you?"

"But I don't know that kind of script."

"Just because you don't know it now doesn't mean you didn't know it before."

As he spoke, Xia De took out the book and asked the professor to compare it with the line of letters and rewrite them. Those ancient characters looked like complex spirals; even when looking and copying, they would be quite different from the letters themselves. But after the professor held the fountain pen and wrote them out, although there were slight differences, it could basically be determined that the text in the book was in the professor's own hand.

"But what does this represent?"

Professor Drake still did not understand.

"This arrow..."

Xia De considered for a moment and decided to reveal part of the truth first:

"A certain peculiar group of people can gain knowledge by touching this arrow. But the problem is, Professor, you do not belong to this peculiar group."

"Peculiar group?"

The professor looked at Xia De hesitantly. Xia De reached out and touched the teacup on the table, and to the old professor's surprise, the tea shimmered with a silver light.

He dripped the tea onto his own injured finger, and then dripped the tea onto the professor's finger. Ten seconds later, the wounds on both their fingers had completely disappeared.

Professor Kansas Drake opened his mouth wide:

"The rumors are all true. So there really is such a thing as occultism and supernatural power?"

"You shouldn't be so surprised. As a senior professor of history and folklore like you and Professor Manning, it's impossible that you didn't know this. It seems you really have forgotten. More accurately, perhaps you don't belong to the special group now, but all signs indicate that you once did."

The old man was completely confused, while Xia De narrowed his eyes:

"Very interestingly, I have investigated your background information, and much evidence proves that you are just an ordinary person. This is not a cover-up by the Lady of the Lake; her cover-ups have intentionally left loopholes, but your background as an ordinary person is very normal. In other words, your becoming the special group I mentioned was a matter of a very short time. Coupled with the other effects of this arrow, ordinary people who are scratched have a probability of becoming gifted ones..."

Although the professor could not understand Xia De's words at all and was even more confused, he was greatly shocked at this moment:

"You found the truth?"

"Professor Manning praised your amazing inspiration; this in itself is very useful information."

Princess Lei Lei Qianya believes that her younger sister, the little Princess Jielina, also has the talent of a Ring Ringed Ringed Shushi, but she hasn't reached the age of awakening yet, simply because the little princess also has amazing inspiration.

"In the letter you gave to Professor Manning, you once said that you suddenly became very healthy; your diary also mentioned that you saw some hallucinations. This in itself also indicates that some changes have occurred in you."

Xia De looked at the photo of Haierde Wendiba and the professor on the table:

"You have a very good relationship with him, and he was the holder of the arrow; when he was accidentally surrounded and captured, the arrow was actually in your hands, which shows that your change is related to him; a priest I know once said that this Mr. Wendiba might have unknown followers in Huntington City; your reputation is very good, and I don't think you are a bad person, so the wish wouldn't be... Professor, please answer me one question!"

Professor Drake was stunned by Xia De's serious expression:

"Young man, I can handle it, go ahead and ask."

"Assume a possibility: you have pursued a certain goal all your life, but when you truly achieved the goal, you were frightened by the goal itself. Then, is it possible that you would give up your lifelong pursuit, even at the cost of forgetting it?"

The professor opened his mouth slightly:

"I... don't know. But if I really gave it up, then my life would be too pathetic. Are you saying..."

Although the professor was old and had some of his talents erased, time brings more wisdom to humans, and he guessed some things.

Xia De nodded slightly, then saw Professor Drake reveal an expression as if struck by a thunderbolt. The old professor sighed deeply, hunched over in his wheelchair, looking older than ever.

"Although I cannot prove my conjecture, I think I have reached a conclusion. The Lady of the Lake fulfilled your wish, and I supplemented the missing parts of the reasoning process with my guesses. This is certainly not rigorous enough, but fortunately, I am also a person with strong inspiration. This is probably the truth."

"Mr. Watson, you said that investigating what happened to me was a trial given to you by the 'Lady of the Lake'?"

"Yes."

Xia De nodded.

"Do you intend to use your current guess to tell her that you have completed the trial?"

"Yes."

The professor raised his head and looked at him pleadingly:

"Take me with you, Mr. Watson, please, I beg you, take me with you. I don't want to say that I am already too old to live for many more years, but please, Mr. Watson, take me with you to visit the Lady of the Lake again. Let me know the story of the past, even if that might be the last journey of my life."

This meant that Professor Drake occupied one of Xia De's precious wish qualifications. Xia De looked at him and patted the mahogany box:

"This arrow belongs to me now."

"Very well, young man."

The professor drooped his eyelids and tried hard to open his eyes to look at Xia De, the light in his eyes looking like a flash of brilliance before death:

"When do we set off?"

Xia De looked at the midday sunlight outside:

"Let's set off after lunch, rent a carriage."

He hesitated for a moment and then said:

"Professor, since you have already made your choice in the past, why do you need to know the truth? That might only make you more painful. I have the letter Professor Manning gave you here. The professor in Tobesk encourages you to live actively; perhaps raising a cat would be quite nice."

He placed the letter on the desk, but Professor Drake just leaned back against the wheelchair and looked up at the ceiling:

"I am just unwilling to enter the grave with questions."

They remained in the study, not speaking for a long time.