Dear Broom Knight

Gripping a thick tree branch, the Toronto mage looked up, nimbly spun himself upwards, and neatly sat on the branch.

Almus couldn't help but blink… Was this the demeanor of a Broom Knight?

Fortunately, although Toronto was skilled at gathering information, he wasn't a worm in Almus's stomach, and he didn't have the sudden feeling of coldness. He just tilted his body slightly and said with a puzzled expression, "A very interesting way to utilize fire elements. It seems like an elemental creature, but it feels more like a real insect."

"It's not something similar to the Lord of Insects either, too ugly," Almus blurted out.

Evelyn Costa looked at him with curiosity… This world doesn't have the Lord of Insects, an existence similar to earth elemental creatures.

But she didn't think too much about it, after all, Almus was a member of the Northern royal family.

Although the gods chose to strictly seal off those foreign knowledge to prevent problems with the fragments of divine artifacts, powerful forces like the royal families of various countries basically have their own resource libraries under layers of protection.

As long as these messages can be controlled within a certain range, the gods wouldn't be so rigid.

And most mages from royal families are attracted to these unknown anecdotes from the outside world.

Almus was just curious about some foreign creatures, which didn't count for much. At least he was just watching the fun.

Those guys like Arsalan who are wholeheartedly searching for the ruins of the astral magic tower are really annoying, and there's more than one… Most of them are silly kids spoiled by the royal family.

Anyway, they had already taken precautions, and the gods didn't plan to pay much attention… It's just that if they are too curious and want too much, they will at most suffer a little bit, and the worst is that they can't use magic for ten years.

But if they have bad intentions, it's just right for them to replenish the bait in the traps.

Therefore, relying on the same information, Arsalan could search for decades without any trace, while some people could find traces within a few years.

This is not a matter of luck, but the destination Arsalan wants simply doesn't exist.

However, the reason why even the Lord of Valor knows about the pursuit of this archmage from the Northern royal family is because the things he imagines in his mind are really too absurd.

If there really is a magic tower that integrates knowledge and fun, beauty and majesty, and everyone inside is knowledgeable and willing to teach young mages… the Lord of Knowledge would probably be the first to rush over and excavate it.

Because it is a ladder made of desire and greed, although it won't kill people who haven't violated the rules, there will always be a magic tower that can resonate with the mages who know those messages… and then give them a profound lesson from curiosity.

Only Arsalan is definitely the mage in this world who has the most and most complete information about magic towers, but he has not been able to respond to his expectations with a single magic tower.

However, after the gods exchanged views on this unexpected situation, they still chose not to care about him… It would be too troublesome to satisfy Arsalan's ideas.

Fortunately, there is only one Arsalan in this world.

Even if other people have this 'great' dream, it is difficult for them to have his ability.

The traps of the gods are still very useful.

Don't look at the fact that foreign evil gods have been popping up one by one recently, but that's because the world barrier surrounded by cosmic storms has begun to crack… This is no longer something that their few gods can discover and mend with their own divine power.

But before that, relying only on the traps in a few fixed gaps, they could easily block these outsiders.

At least they can ensure that no guy can send divine power stronger than him, no, stronger than that wealth guy, into the world.

But now, it's really too difficult.

In the past, why would the Sun God need to use himself as bait?

Even if he is confident and the result is awe-inspiring, it is actually a manifestation of falling into a weak position… Only by completely suppressing and eradicating all hidden dangers without ever showing up can those outsiders be afraid.

Toronto felt that glance, so he immediately asked, "What does the Lord of Insects look like? A beetle?"

"Like a swarm of flying scorpions…" Almus looked at him puzzled, as if he didn't understand why he was still pretending to be stupid.

This is actually the content of the outermost forbidden books in the royal library.

Generally speaking, forbidden books are divided into two types.

One type is that although you are explicitly forbidden to read it, as long as you don't publicize it, no one actually cares whether you have read it or not.

And the other type, taking out the sealing magic circle is a crime.

Many great nobles have to serve in the royal palace with the status of heir to the title in order to obtain the most and most sensitive information.

For that kind of elementary forbidden book, as long as there is a royal family member with sufficient status to guarantee it, you can go in and read it.

Toronto… no, it should be Lowry, the reason why he can only rely on himself to explore a lot of information, and often scare himself when he is just living independently, is because Count Montes didn't intend to let him know the family's connections, so even if he was doing well in the royal palace, the real secret places were never open to him.

Ruth Kania could help him, but in the eyes of the White Dragon Lady, Lowry, who was still a cub, didn't need to read those error-ridden books at all.

She couldn't understand that for Lowry, what was important was not the information, but how much tolerance the world had for certain things.

When Lowry first got a lot of news from Arsalan that was repeatedly emphasized to be kept secret, he was quite nervous.

Obviously, someone or something taught him later.

Lowry didn't think much about it at first. Although it wasn't very pleasant, he also understood that the family heir and the youngest son who had been determined to separate from the family were definitely different.

Until he heard about Graham Ellis, the youngest son of the Earl's family in the western border territory, and his life in the royal palace.

He is actually not the kind of child who is particularly loved. All the treatment is in accordance with the due specifications.

Lowry quickly discovered the biggest difference… If only in terms of money and resources, there was no difference between the two of them, but Lowry had never obtained another kind of resource.

For example, the right to enter the junior library, and the social circle with the children of the great nobles.

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Although Mrs. Yagris is shrewd and capable, and Pat can keep a close eye on every area of the house, they have never entered this circle of top nobles, and they don't understand these invisible treatments.

If Lowry was just a small knight, even if he was strong, he would at most become a powerful baron… Even until his death, he probably wouldn't understand what Count Montes was really blocking from him.

A dragon vein rhinoceros… wanting to smooth everything out, really, thinking too beautifully.

No wonder he died so unwillingly later, and didn't dare to make more demands on Mrs. Yagris and Lowry… Count Montes must have known that Lowry, who was studying magic with Arsalan, would know those things sooner or later.

If he really forced Lowry to take care of Fabris everywhere, the result would be terrible when everything broke out.

Celes Tina suddenly laughed: "Not everyone is willing to tell about their violations, Mr. Almus."

Almus said with a melancholy expression: "Everyone here has done things that violate the rules. There's no point in talking about these things."

Even Bishop Blair couldn't deny this.

But they ignored one person.

Casimir, who was holding up his shield and standing firmly, turned his head and said seriously: "I, haven't, oh~ Young Master Al."

Almus gave him a smile: "But when I'm violating the rules, won't you follow along too!

Not knowing doesn't mean you haven't done it."

Casimir's eyes widened slightly, and his brain was obviously a little overwhelmed.

Toronto, sitting on the branch, suddenly hooked his legs and fell upside down, his head falling straight beside Almus: "What I saw were handwritten copies, and some foreign information. I haven't seen those books with my own eyes, and they can't be used as evidence, so I can only ask you."

Then he straightened his waist again and flipped back directly.

His one hundred and eighty degree turn made Evelyn Costa couldn't help but smile: "Your agility is comparable to a swordsman's! Toronto."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!" Intense screams erupted again outside the birdcage, interrupting Toronto who was about to respond.

"Granen Sack! Sack? What's going on?" Evelyn Costa said puzzled, "Didn't we agree to only kill the rain?

Um… Um?

What, suddenly the soul began to drain away?

No one here will die, um, soul magic!"

Toronto tried hard to control his expression.

The extent to which the Lord of Valor let himself go was more serious than he thought. He almost blurted out necromancy.

He seemed to understand a little bit why the Sun God had no trust in the three gods of faith… During the period when the fragments of divine artifacts first appeared, these few must have studied it well.

Unlike the Goddess of the Night, who only considered divine arts related to the silver moon and darkness, the Lord of Valor, who should be more concerned about war and combat-related information, had even studied necromancy.

Maybe he was just curious, but at least it proved that he hadn't controlled himself… from the Sun God's point of view.

If the Lord of Valor is like this, then the Lord of Wealth and the Lord of Knowledge are even more needless to say. These two will definitely go too far.