Quill looked at her and nodded. Then, as if he was not going to stop until he said something shocking, he took out a metal magic box from his chest. "When I left the Holy Sanctum this time, the Great Elder specifically asked me to bring this out. This is the true form of the Omniscient Eye. In fact, ever since its era had passed, the power of the God that carried the Omniscient Eye had passed away. The Omniscient Eye that was left in our world is just an ordinary divine artifact."
The knights subconsciously scattered, looking at the small box in Quill's hands. Although Adney didn't act so exaggeratedly, her emerald green eyes were still staring at it, unwilling to let it go.
"I … I'm not dreaming, right? This … this is the Omniscient Eye." Her expression changed, and she grabbed Quill's hand and pressed it back. "God, how dare you take this thing out just like that? Is your head carved out of elm wood? Don't you know that this is the sacred object of our entire desert?"
Quill seemed to have realized this as well, so he did not take his hand out again. Instead, he said to the others, "The Omniscient Eye is not as sacred as you think it is. Adney, you should know about the Azure Lance that was brought to the mortal era in the last era. It is actually the same thing. Today, that Holy Lance is just a pure divine artifact."
"Even the Azure Lance is the same …" Adney's worldview seemed to have been turned upside down, and she stood there for a while before she recovered. "You mean … that guy, I mean the one with the Sacred Sun Sword, maybe the Emerald Heart is also with him?"
"It's just a possibility." Quill did not seem to be too excited. In fact, when he officially became the tomb keeper, when the Elder told him this secret, he was just as calm. "But even if the Emerald Heart is not with him, the omnipotent and omniscient God Ra has let his Sacred Sword appear before us. Isn't that a guide? Don't overlook this just because it is in the hands of a foreigner."
Adney's expression turned serious. At least one of her identities was the leader of the Knights of Ra's Wings, and she was the most devout believer of the Sun God. "You're talking about Quill."
The other Knight nodded in agreement. They had a new understanding of the tomb keeper who had joined them temporarily.
Quill looked at the vice-captain of Ra's Feathers and said to her: "There's something I have to tell you, captain."
"There are many reasons for a team to choose a leader, but Mr. Taha and the elders definitely didn't choose you because you spent all your money to build this expedition team. As far as I know, there are many rich people in Shawara who donated money, but the person who is now our team leader is you, not them …"
Hearing him say this, Adney couldn't help but be stunned, turning back to look at him.
Quill didn't care about her expression and continued, "Mr. Taha trusts your ability, just like how we trust our captain. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be here, so please don't belittle yourself."
"… That … That …" Adney blushed, which was a rare sight. "… Should I say thank you, Mister Elf?"
The Knight immediately cheered in unison.
But soon they had to admit that Quill was right. No matter what, no matter what kind of person the person with the Sun God Sword was, they couldn't remain indifferent.
Instead of questioning here, it was better to take action first. After all, they had to make contact, so it was necessary to find out where the other party had gone.
Thanks to the Elf's reminder, the Knight soon heard that Brando and Phoenix Huo had gone to the West District after leaving the Storm Shadow Inn.
Of course, they also had to thank Brando and Phoenix Huo for not hiding their whereabouts when they left.
Because it was both unnecessary and completely meaningless.
While the Knight went all the way to the West District to look for Brando and Phoenix Huo, Delfien was also looking for the whereabouts of something in Rosaleen's castle.
That thing was called the Mystery of Emerald.
In fact, the prime minister's daughter wasn't sure if it was the thing she had imagined, but she believed in her judgment. Just like how she had sought revenge from Brando, Delfien rarely doubted that she would make a mistake.
And the key was not whether she made a mistake, but whether she could see her own heart clearly. She knew that there were many people in this world who could 'not make mistakes' or 'make fewer mistakes', but there were very few people who could follow their own wishes.
At least, neither her grandfather nor her father could do it. That was why the Nidwen family had lost its former glory under the suppression of Her Majesty the Queen.
Delfien was born in an idealized era. In the era she was born, the Cruz Empire had just finished its last few years of decline. The history of her growth was the trajectory of the fall of the empire from its most glorious moment.
So she never believed in idealized things.
Being too immersed in the glory of the past would cause people to neglect what was right in front of them — what they needed the most. That was why those colossal empires would react so slowly. Even if they knew that there was an abyss in front of them, they would still step into it with firm steps.
With this thought in mind, the prime minister's daughter pursed her lips and opened the books on the bookshelf one by one. She didn't know magic, nor was she a natural thief with nimble hands and feet. So she could only rely on her own brain.
She had already prepared two silk threads to pass through the pages and connect the books from top to bottom. She moved the books carefully, trying not to stir up the thick dust on the bookshelves. Every time she finished one of the processes, she would take out a dead mouse that she had already prepared from the pouch and cover its footprints on the book, pretending that these tiny rodents had passed by.
She made a mask with a veil she had gotten from her room. First, she breathed in the fine dust, and second, she didn't choke on the smoke. But even so, the dust quickly entered her respiratory tract. Holding back the urge to cough, Delphine finished checking the last two books in the row on the bookshelf.
At this time, every time a maid or servant passed by Lord Rosaleen's room, she would carefully put down the work at hand and retreat to a dark corner. She had deliberately adjusted the position of the candles in the room to make this direction a blind spot. Although the servants were forbidden to enter this study without permission, she didn't let her guard down.
After the footsteps of the servants passed by the door briskly, Delfien allowed herself to cough a few times.
She knew what she was doing.
Just like she knew the consequences if she was discovered.
But from the moment she woke up on the bed here, from the moment she heard that voice telling her the secret kept in this castle, she knew that she would never regret it.
She closed her eyes, as if she could still see herself being hit by the Azure Lance, and then being sucked into the vortex. After that, the long experience seemed to have happened in an instant.
Delfien gritted her teeth and silently recalled everything she saw in the darkness.
There was the thing she cared about the most.
It was also the thing she despised the most.
It was her family, but it was also her everything.
"If I'm going to be destroyed, let me be destroyed before the Nidevan family," she said to herself a little hoarsely. "I don't care about what grandfather and father care about. If I want to achieve this, I can sacrifice everything."
Delfien rested for a moment. The damage caused by traveling in the spatial fissure was more serious than her weak appearance in this castle. It was far from recovery.
The reason she did this was to let the fat Lord Rosaleen feel more at ease. At least he would allow her to leave her room and move around in the courtyard or the castle.
If not, how could she find an opportunity?
However, these activities inevitably made her feel that the burden on her body was increasing day by day. Previously, when she said goodbye to those people in the courtyard, it was not because she was acting on impulse, but because she really could not hold on any longer.
At this moment, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and faint shadows appeared around her vision. It was as if the light in the whole room had dimmed a lot. Her temples were throbbing, and she felt as if her brain was boiling.
She gritted her teeth and said to herself, "I hope that guy can live up to expectations."
When she thought of Brando, a hatred and unwillingness from the bottom of her heart seized her heart. Delfien miraculously recovered and stood firm.
She looked up at the bookshelf and realized that she had searched the bottom three rows of the bookshelf in the previous half an hour. She needed a ladder to go up, which was an almost impossible task for her.
The prime minister's daughter bit her lower lip. She knew that she had to think of a way, or her work for today would have to end here.
However, she had a faint premonition that this might be her only chance, and she had to seize it.
She hesitated for a moment, then continued to walk forward unsteadily.
When she arrived in front of the bookshelf, Delfien closed her eyes and began to recall. She knew that the thing was here, not because of an unwarranted guess or speculation, but because of the information she had gleaned from the conversation between Lord Rosaleen and his guard captain.
Perhaps the two of them did not even realize that their conversation had been leaked, but this was enough for Delfien.
When she opened her eyes again, her gaze fell on the top row of the bookshelf, which was the fourth book from the bottom.
She knew that the thing she wanted was not there.
However, there must be some other clues.
… …
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