Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

　　 Anweis opened the buckle and opened the heavy cover.

　　 The slightly yellowed parchment on the pages of the book has turned dark yellow or almost brown at the moment, and the gloss texture has become unusually old, as if it has passed through an extremely long time in an instant.

　　 On the originally empty title page, a weird huge symbol suddenly appeared at this time.

　　 The symbol body is made up of spirals exuding an aura of uncertainty, twisting and changing polylines, and singular dots of different sizes.

　　The ink used to depict it is also very peculiar. In Anves' eyes, this black and green ink seems to be flowing continuously.

　　 Carefully scrutinizing this mysterious pattern, Anvis kept contrasting in his mind, trying to find the meaning behind the symbol.

　　 But in the end, this attempt failed. This bizarre symbol is the same as the material of the book, which is beyond the scope of his current knowledge.

　　 He tried to turn to the second page again, but noticed that all the pages behind could not be opened, as if they were stuck together by strong glue.

　　 A strange feeling came, and Anvis immediately understood the reason for not being able to read:

　　 Not enough mental strength! Can't bear the mysterious knowledge in the book.

"Snapped-"

　　 At this moment, the Duke suddenly clapped his hands.

　　 The sound seemed to turn off some kind of switch, and the abnormal feeling in the room disappeared instantly.

　　 Anweis trembled all over, raising his head as if he had just awakened from a dream, and the spiritual power connected to the book was naturally broken.

　　 A strange feeling arose in his heart, as if some kind of change had already taken place.

　　 At this time, the sound of the hourglass returned to normal, but in the upper half of the hourglass, a large piece of silver-blue gravel was already visible to the naked eye.

　　 "Three magic hours and thirty-two minutes have passed since your mental power touched this book."

　　 Noting Anves' sight, the Duke spoke flatly.

　　 "Three magic hours? Has it been so long?!"

　　 Anweis was stunned, his gaze was a little surprised. In his perception, time seemed to have just passed less than three minutes.

　　 "Does it feel like it didn't take long? This is the Lakana effect: When you are too low in mental power, and you try to analyze high-level spells, you will have this illusion of time."

　　 The Duke spread out his hand, and a complex magic structure like a flower emerged in his palm, and then gradually turned into scattered light spots from top to bottom.

　　 "If I hadn't interrupted just now, you would have exhausted your mental energy like this without noticing it.

　　If you continue, it will even damage your spirit. "

　　 "Of course, this is also related to your low strength. If your strength is above Tier 4, even if it is still not enough to complete the analysis, you can detect something wrong after you consume too much mental energy and immediately cut the connection."

　　 "I see, father."

　　 Anweis nodded slightly, unconsciously wary in his heart.

　　 He has a double memory. He should have noticed something wrong at the time, but he still fell into it unknowingly. This is undoubtedly a wake-up call to his original relaxed state of mind.

　　 "So, what are you going to do?"

　　 The Duke tapped his fingers on the table and attracted Anves' gaze.

　　 "Although the power of this book is a bit weird, I can feel that it is not malicious to you.

　　 And its hidden state can blind my perception, there is no doubt that it is a fairly high-level magical wonder.

　　 I just checked the library directory. It is one of the first collections of books in the library, and it comes from the donation of His Excellency Aldridge, the original owner.

　　 This also means that for thousands of years, you have been the only person who can sense and manipulate it. "

　　 "Father, I want this book, can I?"

　　 Anweis immediately understood the duke's implication, and immediately smiled and made his request.

　　A high-level magical strange thing, will bring a strength improvement that cannot be ignored.

　　 The most important thing is that there is no it in the memory of Little Anves, which makes it a variable in fate.

　　 For his current situation, any such variable is extremely precious.

　　 "The books in the library are the family's public property. I can't give you one of them."

　　 gently stroking the carvings on the cufflinks, the Duke raised his eyes, his blue eyes fixed on Anvis's somewhat surprised and puzzled expression, his tone of voice was not rushed.

　　 "But if you really want it, I can lend it to you temporarily. In the future, as a price, you will need to add three or more books of the same type to the library to replace it."

　　 "Do you accept this condition, Anvis?"

　　 "I accept! Father."

　　 "Very good."

　　 The Duke casually finalized the matter, and in the process, both of them tacitly did not mention this specific time in the future.

　　 At the same time, the thick book in Anves's hand leaped to the ground, and a bright white flame appeared.

　　 Anvis was taken aback, his hand holding the book could instinctively retract. But he immediately discovered that although the entire book was burning, the white flames actually didn't have any temperature.

　　 After leaving Anves' palm, the book did not fall to the ground, but floated smoothly in the air.

　　 As the white flames burned, one after another glowing runes appeared on the cover, and then gradually collapsed from top to bottom, turning into bluish spots of light floating away.

　　 A large number of light spots meet in the middle of the study room, stretching into a faint blue galaxy. Against the background of the quietly burning blazing white fire, it appeared mysterious and magical.

　　 Soon, all the runes on the cover collapsed, and a ring with a coat of arms on the Duke's index finger lit up slightly, and the flame disappeared out of thin air as it appeared.

　　 "Now, it belongs to you. However, if there is some unknown change in it in the future, please notify me immediately, understand?"

"I see."

　　 Anvis once again grasped the book floating in the air. The moment he started his hand, his heart suddenly moved, and the heavy book instantly shrank to the extent of a palm.

　　 "Have you been recognized? Not bad."

　　 The Duke nodded clearly, took out a piece of paper from the desk drawer, and printed it with the heraldic ring.

　　 When the ring face is attached to the paper, the colorless magical light flashes and leaves an imprint like ice crystals.

　　 "Take this to Leonard, and let him take you to the Yuelinpu warehouse to collect materials and make a book chain."

　　 The Duke shook his hand and threw the paper to Anves, who reached out to catch it gracefully.

　　 "Then, I quit, father."

　　 Obtained the Duke's approval, Anvis bowed to salute, then quietly exited the room.

　　 When he left, Duke Carlot stared at the door, his fingers tapped the tabletop for a while, frowning slightly.

　　 "Old Secret Sutra? This kind of breath..."

　　 After thinking for a while, the Duke opened the bottom drawer of the desk again, and his fingers drew a complicated miniature circle on the deepest wooden board.

　　 A faint light flashed, and the wooden planks depicting the magic circle waved like water waves, and an extremely secret dark grid opened silently.

　　 At the same time, an ethereal scent, as if the mysterious fragrance from an endless and distant country is floating out.

　　 In the secret compartment, there is a dark silver key with a palm-length and simple style.

　　 Its whole body is made of some kind of unknown metal. The key handle is carved with strange and delicate vine patterns, and the surface is extremely bleak. It seems to have gone through a long time.

　　 stroking the cool metal texture of the key, he didn't know what he thought of, and the Duke suddenly laughed a little mockingly.

　　 "Taboo, huh... Taboo?"

　　……

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