"Lucas again?" Angor frowned. "What do you mean? Could it be that other than me, someone else has asked you about Lucas? "
The window was blown open by the cold wind, and a chill swept into the room.
Gurman reached for a teacup on the table and tried to warm it up. However, he noticed that the tea was already cold.
Angor noticed Gurman's trembling body. He waved a hand, and the fire elements in the room slowly rose, turning the cold wind into a warm one.
"Thank you, sir." Gurman's eyes glowed.
"Don't mention it. It's nothing." Angor paused for a second. "Back to the topic. Why did you say 'Lucas again'?"
Gurman hesitated for a moment, and his expression slowly changed. In the end, he sighed and said, "Sir, your guess is correct. There are indeed other people who have asked me about Lucas, and more than one."
Angor frowned. "More than one person?" Angor frowned. "Is this Lucas really that powerful?"
"You said he's powerful? I don't think so. " The warm air in the room made Gurman's face redden, and he sped up his speech. "According to the information I've gathered, Lucas is nothing more than a liar with an empty title."
"A liar?"
Gurman nodded. "Yes. Whether it's the official history books left behind by nobles or the unofficial ones I found, there's a lot of evidence that Lucas is a liar."
Angor recalled Lucas' logbook. Lucas purposely used the title "The most honest captain in the Age of Gold" to cover up Angor's mistake.
Angor also believed that Lucas was a liar.
But later, he found out that Lucas was a strange and absurd person. It was impossible to say that the man was a liar.
"If he's a liar, why do people keep asking about him?" Angor gave Gurman a curious look.
Gurman frowned. "I don't know. He's been dead for more than three thousand years. Why do people keep asking about him in the past month?"
"How many groups of people have asked you about him? Who are they?" Angor asked again.
Gurman: "Including you, sir, there are three groups of people who have found me. I didn't know the first group of people either. They were contacted by a fallen noble a month ago. The person who came was a man covered in a black robe. So he asked me about Lucas's information. But I don't know much, so he asked me to do some research. "
"And you agreed?"
Gurman chuckled. "I've been short of money ever since I moved to Yothur City. The black-robed man gave me a lot of gold coins, so I agreed."
Angor nodded. "Did he come later?"
"Not yet. He said he'll come to me in a month. I think he'll come in a few days."
Angor nodded. "What about the second group?"
Gurman was silent for a while. "The second group of people is a purple-haired woman … However, this woman might be someone from the Transcendent World like my lord."
"What do you mean?"
"When the woman left, I saw her transform into a human-faced bird with black wings and fly out the window."
A black-winged human-faced bird? Was that a transformation spell? Or was it the manifestation of some kind of bloodline?
However, no matter what it was, it meant that a Magus was involved in this matter.
But why would they care? What kind of secrets did Lucas have that they wanted? Angor still couldn't figure it out.
Angor narrowed his eyes. Lucas was getting more and more interesting.
"The woman got the information from you? Did she know that someone else came here to ask about Lucas? "Angor asked.
"Yes, I did. I told her all the information I had found. She also asked me about the first group, but she didn't say anything and left … From her attitude, I think she might know the first group, "Gurman said.
The purple-haired woman could transform, so she must be a supernatural. She knew the first group? This meant that the first group of people was also very likely to be superhumans.
This was strange. A group of Extraordinaires was actually inquiring about a mortal?
Angor thought for a while and couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation. Perhaps, they had also discovered the ship that had mysteriously appeared? But he already took away the ship's logbook. Even if they did, they shouldn't be targeting Lucas.
If it wasn't because of the ship, then was it because of Lucas?
Could it be that there was something special about Lucas that was worthy of their attention?
"Professor Gurman, you don't mind letting me have a look at your files, right?"
Gurman nodded and stood up with his walking stick. "Please follow me, sir."
He followed Gurman to his study. The study was filled with messy books, and there was a faint smell of books in the air.
Gurman picked up a duster and brushed the dust off the mahogany desk. "I'm the only one here. I don't want my servants to mess up the books, so no one came here to clean them. Sorry for the dust, sir. "
Angor nodded and looked around. Most of the books were about the history of Ferran Continent. There were even some books about other continents.
From this study, one could tell that Gurman was indeed an expert in the history of Ferran Continent.
"Here." Gurman took out a stack of papers and handed it to Angor. "That purple-haired woman only read it once and said she remembered it. She didn't take it away. "
"Do you mind if I read it here?"
"Of course, sir." Gurman summoned a maid and asked her to bring two cups of hot tea to Angor's study.
Angor found himself a chair covered with a blanket, leaned against the window, and began reading while sipping his tea.
There wasn't a lot of information, probably due to the age of the book. It looked like a thick stack, but in fact, it was more of a description of Lucas's title. Most of the background information was used to trace the origin of this title, which was generally meaningless.
There wasn't much information about Lucas himself, though.
In Lost Paradise City during the Age of Gold, Lucas was one of the more famous people in the aristocratic circle. When he was a child, he was already famous for being a bad boy. When he grew up, he became a playboy. Later, when he inherited the title of nobility, his family quickly declined because of him. After he ran out of money, he became a swindler.
Not only did he cheat women of their bodies and rich merchants of their money, he even tricked the king of Ferran Continent.
That was the end of the book.
"What a typical playboy," Angor muttered. "Professor Gurman, do you know what happened to Lucas?" Angor asked in a puzzled tone.
Gurman shook his head. "That purple-haired woman asked me the same thing. My answer is the same. I don't know. But I think he was executed by the king, right? After all, he lied to the king of Ferran Continent. Even if he's a noble, it's reasonable to assume that he was executed during the Age of Gold. "
"Do you know what he lied to the king about?"
"I'm not sure. According to the book, the king once sent him out to sea. Maybe it has something to do with that? "
Angor nodded. According to Lucas' logbook, he wasn't executed. And if Angor wasn't mistaken, the headless corpse on the strange ship belonged to Lucas.
"Is that all you have?"
"Yes. That's all I can find about the Age of Gold. If you want more information, you'll have to go to the Anrum Dynasty. "
"Anrum Dynasty?" Neet mentioned that he was from Anrum Dynasty. What did that have to do with another country?
"The Age of Gold, the Age of Silver, and the Age of Burning Bronze … They're not describing the Aureum Kingdom. They're describing the ruler of Aureum Kingdom, the Anrum Dynasty."
As someone who grew up in Aureum Kingdom, Gurman wasn't happy about being forced to become a citizen of the Anrum Dynasty. Gurman wasn't the only one with such sentiments. The entire Aureate Kingdom was filled with such sentiments. Even Neet, a noble of the Anrum Dynasty, didn't receive any special treatment here.
However, even though Gurman disliked the Anrum Dynasty, he had to admit that the Anrum Dynasty was the most powerful country in Ferran Continent since ancient times.
"The Anrum Dynasty rose and fell, but it still stands at the top of Ferran Continent. Apart from the barren central region, 70% of the other countries are vassal states of the Anrum Dynasty.
"As for Lucas, he was a minor noble from the Anrum Dynasty three thousand years ago. If you want to know more about him, you'll have to go to the Anrum Dynasty. "
Angor nodded. He thought Lucas was from Aureum Kingdom, but it turned out he was from the Anrum Dynasty.
"Alright. I'll leave you to it then." Angor put down the file. "I'll keep this in mind."
"Professor Gurman, I have a favor to ask."
"Yes, sir."
"I don't care about the others, but please don't tell anyone that I'm here to look for Lucas. Can you?" Angor looked at Gurman quietly.
Gurman looked at Angor's eyes and slowly nodded. "Alright."
Angor glanced at the nightmare aura that was slowly disappearing from Gurman's forehead. "Thank you."
Angor only used the nightmare aura to affect Gurman's emotions. Once he achieved his goal, the illusion would disappear.
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