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Within the Ancient Tree of Knowledge, Monia is immersed in the world of books, completely oblivious to the passage of time, completely unaware that night has fallen. She simply stood in front of a row of bookcases, carefully flipping through the yellowed papers, hungrily sucking on the insights of the former sages, filling her mind.

She read very carefully, a thin codex takes a few days to read, rote memorization of this knowledge is not much use, she racked her brains to think, deduced the new ideas recorded in the codex, and corroborated her conjectures and predecessors' conjectures and conclusions, digesting and absorbing every bit of them.

The clarity of her future path and the value of her choices are unparalleled, but not without their flaws. It is not easy to absorb the spark of the sage thinking into one's own system little by little, not to mention the long time it takes, and there are many brilliant insights that even Monia finds difficult to understand and accept, and often has to look at the Codex and meditate for a long time, and finally have to give up it and devote precious time to the next question.

Now, the mage has another tricky problem.

"The etheric world is a world of rules, a world of ideas, and a rule-integrated biomass?"

Even with the thinking and thinking of her previous life, Monia still couldn't help but show a look of surprise when she saw this passage - this brain hole is too big, I am afraid that there are few mages in the whole world who can accept that they live in a world of ideas, although what he said is indeed reasonable.

Perhaps this is the idealism of the Aarensian world?

The mage thought about it, and then habitually deduced it according to the train of thought recorded by the mage who left this codex, and unexpectedly, she came to the exact same conclusion as the recorder, an incredible conclusion. Unbelievable, her first reaction was that there was something wrong with the Codex's owner's train of thought, but to her disappointment, it was difficult for her knowledge to find the omission.

Of course, Monia, who is not reconciled, will not give up on this--since there is no problem with inference and deduction, then solve the problem from another angle, that is, exhaustive--it is a very difficult thing to justify something in the world, and it is not enough to convince people with occasional examples, but must be carefully argued; But on the contrary, it is quite easy to prove that it is unreasonable, as long as an example of unreasonableness is given, then no matter how many inference formulas have been used to prove it reasonable, they can all be overturned and all rejected.

That's exactly what the mage was going to use, but unfortunately, she couldn't find it.

Not only did she not find it, but neither did the Archmage who wrote this inference - this astonishing conclusion was not believed even by the Elven Archmage himself who proposed it, and after failing to find the omission in its inference, the Archmage, like her, began to refute it, but in any case, he could not find any basis to prove its unreasonableness.

At the end of the Codex, he confessed at the end of the Codex that he had released a demon that could destroy everything, and that he had opened a "box of unimaginable calamities", but he could not destroy the box, he could not destroy the work of half his life, so he could only close the box and put the key that opened the door of this calamity in his Codex for posterity to solve.

Reading this, Monia closed the codex that had turned to the last page, sighed softly, and looked ahead, silently distracted.

In the mage's previous life, there was a saying that the provenance is no longer verifiable - "after all impossible assumptions have been overturned, the only possibility left is the inconceivable truth" - Monia did not know if this bizarre inference was the "inconceivable truth" that was left in the end, and her knowledge was not enough to support her to explore such a fundamental question, at least not for a long time.

All she could do was sink this question into her heart and save it for later......

"Click." "Click." "Click."

Just as Monia was stunned, there was a clear sound of footsteps behind her.

Is it Esveta?

But as soon as this thought came to mind, the mage shook his head in some amusement - she was really confused, and the footsteps behind her were obviously quite heavy, how could it be that a thin literary girl like Esvetta could have, and it was more likely that she was a bloated aristocrat of human beings.

But...... Do elves have fat people?

Monia put the codex back on the shelf, and suddenly such a brain hole appeared. To tell the truth, whether in her previous life or in this life, she really hasn't seen a fairy with a graceful and rich body, it seems that the elf is naturally the embodiment of slender beauty, like today's footsteps owner, I'm afraid there are very few.

Would you like to meet them?

The answer, of course, is no, the mage is really not so boring, and he doesn't have so much time, this thought is just coming to her, and she immediately forgets about it - not that she is not interested, but there is really no need to spend time and energy on this interest - learning to control his desires is an ability that any mage should master.

It's just that...... She didn't have the heart to continue reading now.

As soon as she opened the title page of the Codex, Monia couldn't help but think of the inferences left behind by the little-known archmage, and she couldn't concentrate on thinking about the problems that might arise later. Realizing that the state was not right, she didn't have a particularly good way, just found a bench, and naturally lay down, relax her body, and let her mind fly.

The feeling of relaxation after extreme mental tension was extremely touching, and Monia was immersed in this feeling, and after a while, she felt a little tired. Just as her consciousness was gradually drowsy and she was about to fall asleep, unfortunately, there was a burst of flipping books in her ears.

It's noisy!

The mage got up a little angrily, and she didn't choose to question out loud, but just looked in the direction where the sound of flipping the book came from. However, when she looked at the source of the sound, she was surprised to find that things were completely different from what she had expected.

In front of her eyes, there was such a scene - hundreds of precious codex floating in the air, the pages of the books seemed to have their own will, turning by themselves without wind or external force, making a "whoosh" sound of turning books. Ordinary people would think that some kind of book ghost was at work, but Monia would not think so, and although she could not see the fluctuations of the aether in her eyes, it was indeed a spell.

And it's not a spell that ordinary mages can use, it doesn't cause aether fluctuations at all, and this control power alone is enough for Monia to clearly understand the difference in strength between the two sides - the one who can do this is at least the best among high-level mages, and even the strong ones at the archmage level can't say for sure.

She will not be naïve to think that the one behind her is a mage belonging to the Elven Forest, the ancient tree of knowledge is a holy place for elves, and the library area located at the top of the ancient tree is the essence of the first era, each prosaic codex has experienced the baptism of eternal years, even with the protection of spells, it is extremely fragile, and even Monia, an "outsider", can't help but be cautious when reading it, for fear that because of his recklessness, he will damage any codex.

In that case, she would be a sinner through the ages.

But the unknown being behind him was not, he seemed to be looking for something, rows of codexes were rudely summoned from the bookcase, and then hurriedly flipped through them—a great disservice to a codex that had been at least ten thousand years old.

It's just that Monia can't do anything, fighting enemies of this level, and she doesn't want to die too soon.

Of course, powerlessness is powerlessness, which does not mean that she can't do anything - there are two paths in front of her to choose from, one is to directly use the Creator bloodline to obtain the agency authority of the Ancient Tree of Knowledge, activate the defense system of the Ancient Tree, and fight the other party; The other is to leave here and find Esvetta and use her to activate the ancient tree's defenses.

The most reliable and fastest of the two methods is naturally the first, but with the first method, the problems of her bloodline will inevitably be exposed, which is contrary to her original intention of meditating and accumulating. In contrast, the second type, although it will encounter danger in the process of finding Esveta, and the mage codex left behind by the First Age will suffer more damage, but in terms of security, with the Circle of Deception and Kohler's escape dagger, it is basically controllable.

Maybe it's a shame to do this, but there is no good way to do it at this time.

Without hesitation, Monia walked quietly like a kitten.

In the City of the Eagle in Lorelandan, the mage was once a member of the "sewer rats" in the city of the Eagle when she was not yet a mage, and she struggled to survive on the dark side of the bustle, and her silent actions have become an instinct, and when she deliberately controls her own aura, even ordinary warriors can't find it.

This is also the reason why she was able to lead a group of orphans to gain a foothold in the underground world of the jungle, even after encountering Mentor Kohler and becoming a mage, this ability has not degraded in the slightest, on the contrary, because of the more acute knowledge of the ether, even high-level mages are basically unable to detect her concealment.

In particular, she also has the Ring of Deception, under the effect of this treasure left by the primordial elf, all probing spells will be blocked, whether it is the spells of legendary mages or the divine power of the gods, no trace of her can be found in the world, her existence itself, in a sense, has been erased from the root, even if it is a spell that goes back in time, you can only see a blank or pure darkness.

Monia only vaguely knew about this effect, and didn't know how far it could go, after all, her parents didn't say much about the Ring of Deception, and she couldn't find a god or archmage to try how far it could go, but that didn't prevent her from knowing that it could "deceive" the mage's perception to a certain extent.

With its cooperation, as long as nothing else, you will be able to leave the top floor of the library and find Esviata.

However, sometimes he was afraid of something, and when Monia was about to leave here, the intruder happened to search for this batch of codex, and did not find what he needed, and after letting out a long sigh, he walked out between the two bookcases with his head down, and happened to intertwine with the mage's looking back.

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This is something that no one expected.

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