Chapter 525: It's all the fault of Feiyandi/Gnzhiyuan! (3/3)

  Chapter 525 It's all the fault of Feiyan's Gnostic Academy! (33)

The development of the matter was obviously beyond everyone's expectations—in just one hour, all the staff of the Great Library of the Imperial Capital experienced the "precious rare book collection room was stolen, the Phoenix Earl was furious, and the young alchemy genius identified Deputy curator Dronke is the inside ghost' thing.

   The big guys haven't turned their heads yet, but it's not over yet.

   Soon, when Dronke said that the person who instructed him to steal the books was not a foreign force, but a "big man" from the upper city, the entire large library became completely silent.

  A big shot in Uptown isn't really a big shot to Earl Phoenix, isn't he? Even if it was the First Prince, he dared to drag him to His Majesty to file a complaint.

But the problem is that the case involving such old colleagues or acquaintances cannot be resolved by the Earl of Phoenix with his own strength. The eldest prince will definitely come forward.

   And, most importantly.

  A big man would actually send someone to secretly steal the book instead of finding a relationship to borrow it by himself...

  This means that there must be a bigger conspiracy behind it!

  Thinking of this, Earl Phoenix couldn't help but gasp: "Things are troublesome!"

   It is indeed troublesome, and Ian also began to feel that this muddy water seems to be not easy to stir up.

  But since the agitation has already begun, let’s do it to the end—otherwise, I’m afraid my situation will be even more embarrassing.

  So, he found Earl Phoenix while he was contemplating, and made a suggestion.

   "You said you want to observe Dronke, maybe you can find clues?"

The old earl glanced at Ian, now he knew Ian seriously, and understood the level of this young genius—not to mention, relying on this psionic ability alone, he has achieved great success as an appraiser and alchemist. There will be no small achievements on the road of a magician.

So, after pondering for a while, Earl Phoenix said something that he cared about and cared for the junior: "Farewell, you are too weak, if there is any psychic restraint in Dronke's mind, you should check it out and die. Explain to Afurina and Mikael? I can't even explain to the three goblin ladies behind you."

   "Forget it. Don't worry about encountering troubles, just stay behind obediently. This time, I will guarantee you that nothing will happen to you!"

  Although he really cared about Ian's words, Earl Phoenix's words and demeanor almost made Ian feel uneasy.

  Finally, he still took a deep breath, and said slowly: "It's not to detect the soul, my psychic power doesn't have this effect—Master Earl, I just want to see where he has been recently."

   "Just look at the clothes and the surface of the body. Because I found a book that was changed recently. If there are no accidents, I can see some clues."

The Earl of Phoenix hesitated for a moment—of course he didn't want Ian to be in danger, and he didn't even intend to add Ian's name to this incident. He just wrote that the group of goblins watched and then left. No one cared what the goblins were doing. Anyway, they will definitely tell all the news.

   But if it's just looking at the clothes, maybe it's okay?

  So he nodded, then turned his head to Mo Feng and Hua An and said, "Aren't you going to persuade me?"

   "Huh? Why do you want to persuade." "I believe in Ian."

   "That's right." Earl Phoenix felt that he had said something nonsense—he actually tried to make the goblin less nervous, which is not a goblin at all.

   After obtaining permission, Ian directly turned on the silver chip.

  Prognostic vision certainly doesn’t have the ability to ‘observe the traces left by time’... Well, maybe watching a movie from the past counts as one? But that obviously wouldn't work on someone like Dronke.

  Ian is just simple, by reading some detailed information in the silver chip, and in turn tracing back where Dronke has been in the recent period.

   This is not a difficult task.

  So far, Ian has not figured out the source of the silver chip's information. It seems to know everything. Even if it is theoretically very secret information, few people in this world may know something, and it can still give it clearly.

   But even if it is common sense that everyone seems to know, the silver chip will give an uncertain answer, a very vague and uncertain description.

  At first, Ian was too lazy to think, but after going to the Void Realm, he understood a little bit. He guessed that the "Maze Master" that Inaiga II wanted to become might be the master of the Void Realm, the big labyrinth.

  And the various characteristics of the silver chip may be the "virtual entity" brought out from the virtual world by Inaiga II?

  Then, the information source of the silver chip is likely to be the Void Realm...or in other words, the subconscious soul of all human beings.

  In this way, it can also explain why some information is very straightforward and clear, while some information is vague-because there are too many people involved in cognition, it is impossible to give a clear definition.

  Of course, now Ian does not intend to continue to explore the source of the silver chip.

  He just stood up, then turned around, and gave an answer to Earl Phoenix.

   "It's the Academy of Gnosis."

When Ian uttered this word, he felt as if he was framing—but the fact is that, in the recent period, Deputy Director Deronke has visited the most places except for the "Uptown" three times. It is the Institute of Intellectual Knowledge.

Therefore, even though Hua An, who knew of the conflict between Ian and the Institute of the Spirits, cast a puzzled look, the boy still blinked and gave a 'believe me hint', and then continued to say to Earl Phoenix who raised his brows: "It's the spirit!" A big person in Zhiyuan—maybe a professor? I can only feel a strong scholarly scent on the other person, and Mr. Delanke is very fearful and awed when facing him. That should be a big person."

"I see."

  Information that is so simple, vague, and almost nonsense to others, seems to have directly found the target for Earl Phoenix and even some members of the Knights of the Book Protector.

The old man suddenly realized: "So that's the case, it's that idiot Yidur. I said last time he asked to borrow "City of Faith" and "The Messenger of Attila" why he didn't bother me for half a year. Steal, right?"

   "Listen!"

  Raising his hand, Earl Phoenix gave an order—in an instant, all members of the Knights of the Book Guard stood up from their kneeling posture, raised their weapons, and responded in unison: "Yes! Sir!"

   "Let's go, go to the Spiritual Academy, and grab the book back for me!"

   "Take it back!" Another chorus echoed.

  Ian stood where he was. He silently watched the scene where the Earl of Phoenix left the library with the Knights and headed for the headquarters of the Imperial Capital of the Academy of Gnosis. He felt that he still didn't know much about the internal operating system of the Imperial Capital.

  This scene, at first glance, looks like a big hooligan leading a team to smash the opponent's field, but if you look closely... it looks like a big hooligan leading a team to smash the field.

-no? What about noble etiquette? What about the rules? Is it possible that fighting is the only way to resolve conflicts? Interest exchange, compromise?

  Is this the case with Earl Phoenix alone, or is it the case in the upper-level battles of the entire Terra world?

At this moment, Ian's inner feeling is as if he thinks that the business war is "hostile takeover", "breaking the capital chain" and "low price competition", but the actual business war is "stealing business seal" and "hiring someone to beat the other party's boss ' and 'scratch each other's goods cushion'…

   But it’s true, in this hellish place of Terra, if you don’t have the strength of a sublimator to sit in town, bullying you is bullying you. What else can you say?

"Wow."

At this moment, Hua An was sitting on the left shoulder of the white-haired boy, Shuang Die was sitting on the right shoulder, and Mo Feng was floating in front of Ian. She said with some emotion: "Razel is still interesting—I haven't seen such a scene for almost two or three years. pass."

"Two or three years?" Ian asked suspiciously. It was obvious that it was too frequent, but Mo Feng misunderstood: "In fact, in recent years, because of the tense external situation, the imperial capital has been relatively peaceful—according to the seniors, Inaijia When the Second King was still alive, there were noble children fighting with the emperor’s children every day in the upper city, and when Axel was the prince, he often fought street duels with the children of various nobles.”

   "The imperial capital is relatively strong and can hold it. Ordinary cities have long been collapsed."

  (end of this chapter)