Chapter 807
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Aisha returned to her original appearance after absorbing the Demon Hunting Tool. The flickering light in her eyes gradually calmed down. She sat quietly as before, without any expression or any unusual movements.
Dean stared at her for a long time. It was as if time stood still.
A touch of dark golden light flashed in Dean's eyes as he saw that she didn't respond. He used his magic marks to carefully observe her body. He found out that there was black mucus in the gap between her spine. It was the blood vessel that had melted.
The Blood Baron was bigger than Aisha when it was in its tool form, but it had shrunk significantly after melting. The concentrated black mucus only adhered to the spine, dyeing it pitch-black. Moreover, the edges of the bones had become sharper. It looked like a ferocious black centipede, but also like a demon dragon. It looked particularly eye-catching.
Dean frowned slightly and stared at it for a while. The black mucus seemed to be silent and there was no change. He looked at Aisha again and finally retracted his gaze. From the current situation, at least there would be no problem for the time being. He just couldn't figure out why this Demon Hunter could be integrated into the body but didn't turn into a demonic body. It was probably because of Aisha's zombification.
It was like an episode that passed quickly.
Gwyneth and a group of royal professors returned to the palace in the middle of the night. Dean was washing his feet. He called Neuss to let them in when he heard Gwyneth's return. He continued to soak his feet.
"Master, I'm back." Gwyneth looked at Dean who was sitting in front of the desk in the back hall of the palace.
There were seven or eight professors behind her. Most of them were over fifty years old. Some of them had white hair. Only one of them looked the youngest but was middle-aged.
"You worked hard. Have you eaten dinner?" Dean's eyes moved away from the book and looked at Gwyneth.
Gwyneth bowed: "Thank you for your concern. I'll go back to eat after I'm done."
"You don't have to go back. I've asked Neuss to prepare dinner for you." Dean said.
Neuss, who was next to him, understood. He gave the maid a look and the latter immediately left.
Gwyneth looked at Dudian: "Thank you, master."
"How was the harvest?" Dudian asked.
Gwyneth took out a small book from her bosom and said: "Young master, I have written Olava's answer in this book."
Neuss took the notebook and handed it to Dean.
Dean looked at the handwriting. It was Gwyneth's arm. He looked from top to bottom. Each answer corresponded to his question. His brows wrinkled as he closed the booklet: "This old guy didn't live in vain. He isn't afraid of death!"
Gwyneth saw his expression and knew that there was a problem. She bowed her head and said: "Young master, do you think he is fooling us?"
"The old guy was aware of our purpose from the second question. He should have known about the things related to me and Aisha's situation. That's why he answered all your questions. Some of his answers were deliberately misleading." Dean's eyes were indifferent as he threw the booklet into the garbage bin.
Gwyneth bit her lips as she saw the booklet fall into the garbage bin: "Young master, please punish me!"
"You didn't do anything wrong. You don't have to blame yourself." Dean calmly said: "I didn't expect him to answer my questions. That's why some of the questions were specifically aimed at him. In short, I've got the answers I wanted. You did a good job. Stay for dinner."
Gwyneth was startled as she didn't understand what Dean was talking about. She looked at Dean's expression and didn't see the slightest bit of happiness. However, his words seemed to be praising her. She quickly said: "I'll go back for dinner. It's late so I won't disturb young master's rest."
"It's okay. I slept late. Neuss has prepared everything for you." Dean waved his hand. He didn't give her the opportunity to discuss. He looked at the professors behind her: "Old gentlemen, have you brought back all the books related to the undead? Did you miss anything?"
The professors were flattered as they heard Dean mention them. The oldest of them stepped forward and respectfully said: "Elder, we have selected all the books related to the undead from Orava's underground library. We have checked them twice to make sure that we didn't miss anything. As far as I know, all the precious materials of the Monster Institute are collected by Orava in his library. He often looks through them."
Dean nodded: "When you were there, was there any trace of the library being touched?"
The old professor was smart. He understood the meaning behind Dean's words: "Elder, Gwyneth said that we were going to make a surprise attack. That's why we went there suddenly. Presumably they didn't have enough time to move the materials. Moreover, they didn't know the purpose of our visit. I didn't see any empty place on the bookshelves. All the books in the empty bookshelves could be found on the bookshelves next to them."
Dean nodded: "What was the old man's attitude when you asked for the books?"
The old professor felt a trace of embarrassment when he heard Dean call him the old man. Although he knew that Dean was talking about Orava. After all, he was the same age as Orava. He coughed: "Orava was a bit surprised but didn't stop us. His students were angry but he stopped them."
Dean understood: "Everyone has worked hard. It's getting late. Go back and rest."
"Yes, elder." The old professor and the other seven respectfully said. But they were disappointed that Dean didn't ask them to stay for dinner.
Gwyneth asked the guards to carry the selected books to the palace after the professors left. The books were stacked high. Dean estimated that there were about two or three hundred books.
He had to read these books himself. If he was a child he would rather die if he had to read so many books. But now he felt a trace of excitement in his heart. It wasn't that he was eager to learn but that the more books there were, the more in-depth the research of the Monster Institute was. It meant that the hope of finding a solution was greater!
Moreover, with his current memory and vision, his reading speed was dozens of times faster than ordinary people. Although there were many books, but he believed that he would be able to finish them soon.
Dean asked the maid to light the fireplace and prepare a brazier under the desk after Gwyneth, Neuss and others left. The maid was taken aback by his request. Now it was almost the time of the black snow season. Dean actually used a brazier and a fireplace that was used in the black snow season. He would be regarded as a madman if this news spread out.
Dean was extremely sensitive to temperature. In the middle of the night, the temperature plummeted. He felt the chill in his right arm. It seemed to flow into his body, so he had to use the fireplace and brazier. At the same time, he also prepared his own brewed white wine. He was not a heavy drinker, but drinking wine could warm his body. Moreover, the effect of white wine was better than wine in driving away the cold.
Under the night light, he picked up seven or eight books that were piled up in front of the desk. He took them down one by one and flipped through them.
Sleepiness hit him in the middle of the night. He asked the maid to prepare hot water for him. He washed his face and continued to read the books.
Time passed by quickly.
While Dean was studying in the palace, the capital was still in shock because of Ulita's arrest warrant. The nobles in other cities were also ready to make a move. Many rich businessmen were also looking forward to it. They were ready to take advantage of the general trend to make a fortune.
Saul worked with Neuss to help Dean with the matters before the succession. The main thing was to wash Dean's reputation and spread the prestige.
Neuss was more experienced than Saul in these two aspects. But he wasn't familiar with the positions and forces in the inner wall. He could only cooperate with Saul. They discussed and spread the news of Dean's succession to all the cities.
"It's unbelievable that Princess Urita is a traitor who colluded with the invaders!"
"What's so surprising? What can't they do in this day and age?"
"I heard that this person called Dean has occupied the palace. Some people say that he is the invader who defeated the princess. Now he is the one who wants to arrest the princess?"
"Where did you hear such unreliable news? The fact that Her Highness the Princess colluded with the Invaders has long been an ironclad fact. Didn't you read the previous newspaper? Even Master Mo Xexi came out to condemn and reprimand her? That old man is so old, how could he possibly lie?
"That's true. Grandmaster Mo Kexi has always been upright. I really didn't expect that Her Highness the Princess's ambition would be so big. Sure enough, an ugly person has an ugly heart … …"
"Yes, I heard that her face was replaced by the Monster Research Institute when she was 12 years old. Haven't you seen her original face? I can't eat when I see it!"
"Tsk tsk, it's great to have power and influence!"
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
Dean had read more than two hundred books. He had a strong memory since childhood. Now that he had evolved into an inner barren level, his fighting prowess was extraordinary. His memory had also greatly improved. Although it wasn't to the exaggerated point of having a photographic memory, but he could write from memory after reading a few times.
"Elder, tomorrow is your enthronement ceremony. Is there anything else you need to prepare?" Saul respectfully asked to see Dudian.
Dean looked up from the book: "What happened to the restless nobles?"
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