"---- Chaldeias? ---- didn't understand what it meant! ---However, it really makes you laugh if I don't understand the moral of it, I'm fundamentally a vulgar person, and the power of the demon path only exists at the level of pure pursuit of destructive power! ~Ahahahaha~" Qing leaned on the back of the chair relaxedly, laughing without caring about self-deprecation, after all, it is rare to meet an existence that stands taller than himself, and there is no need to deliberately calm down in front of the juniors between words and deeds, this is a rare opportunity to let go of speech! You can rest easy and don't have to look like an old man----

"--- pursuit of destructive power is also a substantive choice on a certain level, but I didn't expect His Excellency Ya Yingling to also be a bohemian existence, somewhat unexpectedly-----" The old man calmly touched his gray beard, and his unfluctuating facial expression made it impossible to see what kind of existence he was, and in the short time that Qing's ability to observe other people's emotions did not work, the old man stood up from his chair and regained Qing's attention.

"The eyes and ears of the Chronometer Tower families are as annoying as ever, but unfortunately this is not a place to talk. Your Excellency, would you be interested in coming to my private office for a detailed discussion? The Demon Marshal just let out an intriguing request, Qing was slightly stunned, and then nodded. In fact, for Qing, being eavesdropped on a conversation is nothing at all, after all, it's not a very confidential thing, if you need confidentiality, you can communicate without words, but your side is not the main party, so since the other party has made a request, it's nothing to be idle. And part of the reason for the strange temper of this old man may be that he hates being stared at.

The old man raised his hand and waved his shawl, the space was distorted, everything that existed solid and non-solid was like a melted cake crumpled together, and the position of the space appeared in the same quadrant! After a dizzy feeling, Qing and the old man appeared in a dim and somewhat cramped room, including the chair under Qing's buttocks that didn't belong in this space! At this time, Qing was a little stunned, it was the first time she had seen the existence of the so-called [magic]! And feel it in the flesh!

'With this kind of opportunity, if you are still alive, this can be blown in front of Teacher Mei Lin for a year! Qing couldn't help but feel a little indescribably excited, after all, the existence of magic is not something that can be had, and magic makes this world-class power not something that can be seen when you see it! But the excitement turned to the excitement, and after a while, Qing gradually calmed down in the novelty of experiencing the magic mood in person. The magic is unexpected, this structure is spacious, but the space that becomes cramped under the crowding of various furnishings is even more unexpected!

There is no doubt that this is a room, the bookshelves set up against the wall are completely the same height as the wall, and rows of magic books are crowded into the bookshelves, and from the magic power emanating from each magic book, almost every magic book is the original text! Simply any copy is a sky-high price! Excluding this eye-catching magic book, the rest of the furnishings in the room were magically no less impressive. The candle that burns slowly, the only thing in the room that makes light, emits a dim light, which seems to be a gradual process of consumption, but its meaning is only that it seems, the wick is not consumed at all, a drop of wax oil slips off, and a drop of wax oil regurgitates, and it is made up for when it has been consumed, a perpetual motion process that does not run according to the rules at all----

All kinds of strange things were everywhere under the candlelight, on the table, on the ground, on the shelves, the human skulls with horns, the half-worm and half-fish monster hatchlings that were still active in the unknown liquid, the gas collection canisters that emitted a strange light but could not feel the presence of any energy, a small strand of hair wrapped around the totem pole engraved with incantations, etc., etc., this is a place full -----of mystery and novelty, and Qing who stood in the middle of it almost couldn't remember the original purpose of coming here for a while!

Putting aside the original dispensable problems before, Qing looked at this room with full interest, it is understandable that strange things attract people's attention, and he can't resist this power at all! However, Qing couldn't have been obsessed with it for too long, and after finishing the tour at the two red and blue staffs, Qing slowly stopped his gaze on the totem pole with his hair entangled, which was placed in an inconspicuous place but attracted Qing's gaze----

But the important thing is not the totem pole and totem pattern full of magic power, but the hair that is like an ornament, and Qing feels familiar no matter how he looks at it! "This is the magic dress I bought from a second-rate magician family, a hair full of divinity, as long as the blood of the unicorn is dropped on the hair, the blood droplets go through the whole hair, plus the magic of the totem evaporates, the remaining small blood droplets will be infected with divinity---- I think, this thing should be yours----

The old man didn't know when he took out a cane and held it on the ground, standing next to the bookshelf, his fingers sliding over the books. Qing smiled slightly, retracted his gaze, and sat down on the sofa in the room, "Hehehehe~ Since the time I lost the items, those things no longer belong to me, after all, if I lose them and do not consciously find them in time, it is equivalent to discarding them with my own hands, and now it is a matter of course to become someone else's things~! ”

The old man's fingers sliding on the spine of the book paused, then he glanced back at Qing with an incomprehensible gaze, and then continued his own business, "It seems that I have mistaken Your Excellency Ya Yingling again, your thinking is not at the same level as ordinary people. In this way, Ermeiro's brother and sister ended up in vain! After the old man finished speaking, he took out a three-finger-thick book from the bookshelf in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the big book fell directly into Qing's hand.

"[Theory of the Concept of Earthly Celestial Consciousness]? What the hell is the name---- Qing took the thick big book in his hand and muttered to himself in a low voice, the magic discipline itself is completely unqualified, and at this moment, the magic envoy has thrown such a large magic book. Jokingly speaking, Seiichi started to feel a headache when he got the book. "This book is compiled by me in my spare time, and I have also included the content of [Chaldeias], which is also the most complete information I know, and I think you can find it in it to make it easier for me to explain it orally-----"