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"Whatever you want, just do your best to achieve it," he said.

Tasia was slightly taken aback at first, then a faint smile appeared on her face.

"crunch-"

After waiting a while longer, Lawrence finally pushed open the heavy door again and waved to the two of them who were standing not far away outside.

"Come in."

Wayne and Tasia exchanged a glance and entered the spire-topped building one after the other.

In contrast, the windows designed to let in light at the top of the building are very small.

However, the interior is very brightly lit.

Numerous magical lamps adorn the buildings, like twinkling stars in the night sky.

"Follow behind me, and don't touch anything else along the way."

As he spoke, he led the two through another door at the back, leading to the underground.

The three formed a line, with Lawrence leading the way, Tasia standing in the middle, and Wayne at the very end.

The winding staircase echoed with the sounds of their footsteps rising and falling.

Even the magic lamps installed on the walls stretched out in a spiral along the corridor, with no end in sight.

It really feels like an underground secret room.

"By the way, how many exits does this underground library have?" Wayne couldn't help but ask.

Could this be the only passage?

"It's a secret."

Lawrence said, "But I can tell you more than one."

After a short silence, Wayne started talking to Lawrence about some interesting things that had happened at the academy.

The oppressive feeling of being in the confined room was greatly relieved by their calm conversation, and Tasia couldn't help but relax a little.

After circling around countless times, the group finally arrived safely underground.

After passing through another door, a wide-open space suddenly appeared before us.

Contrary to expectations, this underground library was far too large, with enormous crystal chandeliers hanging overhead, creating an atmosphere of extreme luxury.

book.

Books were everywhere.

The rows of bookshelves are laid out in a crisscross pattern, and their scale is comparable to that of the Seiki Academy library.

“There are so many…” Tasia murmured.

Lawrence wore a smug expression. "Everyone outside thinks that Qingxi Academy has the largest collection of books in the kingdom. However, in reality... every single book in the academy's collection has a copy here."

Inside the library, there were four men dressed in royal court attire, each emanating a considerable amount of magical energy.

They are magicians specifically responsible for guarding this place.

"Your Highness, you and your friends have three hours." The leader bowed and said, "Please make yourselves at home."

Lawrence nodded and led Wayne and the others to the innermost part.

"A small portion of these books are not in the academy library. Almost everything Tasia is looking for is stored here..."

Wayne and Tasia abandoned Lawrence, who was still babbling on, and began to quickly scan the screen from both sides in perfect unison.

“Lawrence, can we borrow these books and return them after a while?” Wayne asked.

Unfortunately, it's not possible.

He also sidled up to Wayne, boasting, "These are all unique copies; once they're damaged, you'll never find another one."

"Wait a minute, didn't you say the Vatican also conducts research in this area?"

Upon hearing the word "Papal Court," Tasia paused slightly while flipping through the pages, but quickly resumed her original pace.

"Whether the Vatican will agree to the loan is another matter entirely. Do you really want to spend a month or two going to the Vatican to ask them for it?"

Lawrence complained, clearly annoyed.

"Moreover, since the Vatican is unwilling to share their research findings with us, the Kingdom will certainly not allow the Vatican to come and investigate our secrets."

He emphasized, "This time, it was only because I spoke highly of you that we received Father's permission as an exception."

His words were practically overflowing with a desire to take credit.

"Alright, alright, I'll remember this favor," Wayne said dismissively.

His hand, which was moving downwards, suddenly stopped, and he pulled one of the books horizontally from a row of closely spaced books.

After reading silently for a moment, he immediately tucked it under his elbow and began flipping through the next book.

An hour later, his fingers met Tasia's in the middle of the same row.

As if someone had pressed the pause button, both of their movements froze.

“That’s all,” Wayne said.

Only then did Tasia seem to snap out of her daze and pull her finger back.

Chapter 257 "Wayne...does he get bullied too?"

Why does it feel like...Tasia's reaction is a little strange?

However, Wayne didn't pay much attention to these details.

As they had agreed beforehand, he and Tasia first sifted through the layers of documents to select a small portion, and then searched for keywords word by word.

Apart from Lawrence helping out briefly before running outside to swim, Wayne and Chris were practically racing against time.

Even so, only a very small amount of truly useful information is ultimately found.

Furthermore, most of these documents are original handwritten copies.

It involves firsthand information about the awakening of magic among commoners that appeared in various regions over several decades.

...As expected, the kingdom was aware of this situation and even sent someone to record it.

It's just that, for various reasons, this information hasn't been released to the public.

Wayne and Tasia exchanged the important information they had gathered from their respective searches and memorized it.

His gaze lingered on the names signed on the manuscript cover, and to his slight surprise, one of them was the one who had died on the spot during the Cirque du Soleil incident—

Former commander of the city guard.

However, the document in my hand was recorded nearly twenty years ago.

For some reason, looking at those slightly yellowed records, Wayne felt a faint sense of melancholy.

When he wrote those words, that person was probably just a spirited young man. Back then, he could never have imagined that his life would end up like that.

So what about yourself?

He unconsciously glanced at Tasia beside him.

Twenty years later...

After the original storyline's timeline of youthful romance comes to an end, what will become of us, all sorts of people?

He was lost in thought.

Tasia reached out a hand and tucked a strand of hair that was falling behind her ear, her expression somewhat unnatural.

Finally, she couldn't help but glance at him with a strange expression: "Does Wayne have something to say to me?"

"Ah...no."

He looked away again.

awkward.

Hopefully, she won't think I have ulterior motives towards her.

Fortunately, Lawrence soon came over, yawning, which eased the strange atmosphere between the two.

"It's time, let's go out."

"How did it go?" His sleepy look made one wonder if he had just taken a nap.

"It's alright, it's been a great help."

As he spoke, Wayne put the document he had just taken out back in its original position.

"If there's a need later, perhaps I can try again." Lawrence rubbed his head. "Three hours is indeed too short."

Tasia shook her head and said, "There isn't much relevant content. We've already skimmed through it, so there's not much point in wasting any more time... If needed, let's come back and add more after we've conducted our on-site investigation."

Hearing her say that, Wayne nodded in agreement.

In fact, those documents are almost all handwritten records of questions and answers, and the most recent one was written twelve years ago.

More than a decade ago, there was a period of very intensive recording, during which a large amount of text was published.

But after that brief period of intense activity, those in charge seemed to have suddenly lost interest, and the content gradually became sparse.

Until twelve years ago, all records came to an abrupt end.

Again, led by Lawrence, the group returned the way they came.

As night fell, Wayne and Tasia circled the garden they had come from, boarded their own carriage, and left the palace.

After waving goodbye to Lawrence, Wayne waited for a long time before slowly lowering the curtain of the carriage, only after they had driven two streets away.

Only then did he bring up what had just happened.

“Tasia, do you have any thoughts on those records?” he asked in a low voice.

Startled by his voice, Tasia snapped out of her reverie.

After considering it for a moment, she answered honestly, "...too superficial."

indeed.

Wayne felt the same way.

Now that this type of situation has been noticed and research has been conducted, why are the results only the superficial accounts from those involved, without any in-depth exploration of the phenomenon itself?

It was almost as if they were deliberately avoiding something.

Every word was recorded from an observer's perspective; no one expressed their own opinions.

Therefore, the text appears quite cold.

“I think their records don’t seem to be from their own will… more like they were ordered to do this job.” Tasia frowned slightly.

“That must be the case,” Wayne said. “Otherwise, the line of questions wouldn’t be so coherent.”

Name, age, and background.

What did you do before and after awakening? Did you have any unusual feelings? And so on.

"So, these investigations were launched because of someone's wishes?" Tasia pondered.

The moment she uttered those words, both of them looked up at the same time.

The person who could do all this, and who could hide all the information in the royal palace—

After much thought, it can probably only be the one on the throne.

"Why..." Tasia's expression was complicated, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she kept her mouth shut.

She wanted to ask why the king had suddenly launched an investigation into this matter, and why he had suddenly lost interest.

Wayne had even more on his mind than Tasia did.

George II was fully aware of the purpose of their trip.

But he didn't shy away from it at all.

Are they so confident and certain that they won't touch those shady "secrets"?

Or……