Wizard Earl

Chapter 508 Runes Under the Marks of Time

Sensing Varga's eagerness for the latter half of the tome, Connor pondered for a moment and said, "Do you have time tomorrow? If so, come to the safe house, and we can talk in detail. I've captured a novice wizard apprentice who can be used to test the flight potion!"

"I have time tomorrow." After thinking for a moment, Varga said softly, but from her eyes, it was clear that she was quite surprised that Connor had not captured a magical beast as agreed, but instead captured a wizard apprentice to test the flight potion.

"Very good, then see you at the safe house tomorrow!" Hearing Varga's reply, Connor nodded in satisfaction, greeted Varga, and then left the Piero Grand Theatre first. From the letter Varga handed him, Connor was now almost certain that there was something wrong with the book "Selected Works of Pandev's Pharmacology, Volume 1," and that it had definitely been subjected to tracking methods. But what kind of methods were they? Connor was now impatient and wanted to find a quiet place to figure it out.

Back in his and Varga's safe house, Connor brewed himself a pot of coffee, then set up a small isolation array in the room. Standing within the array, Connor put on a pair of blue leather gloves engraved with runes and took out a black pouch containing letters and the book "Selected Works of Pandev's Pharmacology" from his spatial ring.

Connor carefully took out "Selected Works of Pandev Pharmacology" from the black pocket, and his gaze immediately became extremely cautious. He had already briefly examined this book in his Ferguson apartment at 16 Land Street and discovered that the book had only recently been torn apart, but had been disguised as having been torn apart hundreds of years ago.

When Connor first discovered this, he was curious as to why he would do such a thing. However, it wasn't a big problem. Besides, Connor didn't sense anything unusual from the book, so he lowered his guard and didn't examine it more closely. Now it seems that Connor's carelessness has backfired.

Taking a deep breath, Connor retrieved a magnifying glass from his spatial ring, its surface shimmering with a pale blue crystalline luster. He cast a spell towards the glass, and crystal-clear blue runes immediately appeared on its surface. Holding the magnifying glass, Connor began to examine each page of "Selected Works of Pandev's Pharmacology."

Three hours later, Connor, who had thoroughly examined the entire book with a magnifying glass, put the magnifying glass back into his spatial ring with a dark expression. Although Connor had gained nothing and found no clues in those three hours, his intuition told him that there was definitely something wrong with this book.

Sipping his freshly brewed, aromatic coffee, Connor's gaze fell upon the last page of the tome, its surface etched with marks of time seemingly hundreds, even thousands of years ago. Connor still couldn't fathom why the author had done this. Was it merely to conceal the true time when the tome was torn apart? Or was there something else...?

Thinking of this, Connor suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes. He took out his magnifying glass from his spatial ring again and searched the last page of the book, centimeter by centimeter, looking for any possible clues. After a few minutes, although he still did not find any clues on the last page, Connor's face gradually became excited.

He thought of a note in Reyes' Alchemy that recorded his mentor Reyes: If you have something very valuable that hides a secret, and your enemy is trying every means to get this secret from it, what is the best way to hide this secret?

The answer is: it's not about how to properly hide the secret, but about setting up a false clue on it that the enemy will discover, and then leading them further and further down that wrong path, so that they will never find the real secret.

Although Reyes's notes and his current actions regarding the problems he is facing are different, even completely opposite, in Connor's view, their philosophies are the same: both are trying to lead those who want to find secrets in the classics to the wrong answer!

The enemy he couldn't see was misleading his thinking through this book. He was using a small problem to cover up a big one. His method was very clever. Although his method of aging the torn marks on the last page was very skillful, it was not difficult for some skilled alchemists to see through the forgery.

According to normal thinking, if you discover a small problem, you will continue to observe it. Once you confirm that it is indeed a small problem, you will stop paying attention to it and start trying to find new problems in the classics. You will not think that behind what you consider to be a small problem, there is actually a real problem hidden. And the small problem that you think you have seen through is actually something that the other party deliberately showed you to make you careless!

The more Connor thought about it, the clearer it became. He took out a small silver knife from his spatial ring and carefully removed the tear marks and artificial signs of age from the last page of the tome. After removing these things, Connor used a magnifying glass to examine the last page again. Sure enough, although it was still very small, Connor found a demonic rune on it. This demonic rune was so small that if Connor had relaxed his guard even slightly, he would not have been able to find it. In fact, Connor felt extremely lucky to have found this rune.

Connor removed the rune from the book and began to examine it carefully; this rune was one of a kind he had never seen before.

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In a small hotel near the Rune train station, a plump middle-aged man who was sitting cross-legged on the bed cultivating suddenly opened his eyes. Beside him, a blonde middle-aged woman who was intently peeling an apple looked quite startled and immediately yelled at the man in an annoyed tone, "You silly boy, why are you so jumpy?"

Hearing the aunt's scolding, the chubby middle-aged man shrank back in fear, then straightened up and coughed lightly, saying, "It seems the demonic runes I set in the ancient texts have been discovered..."

(End of this chapter)