The Piston City Library is so large that Donald can only pick up the places where the bricks are burned the most.

Even so, the consumption of mental power is not small.

He stopped in front of a blackened wall on the inside of the first floor of the library, one hand resting on his chest and the other supporting his chin, and what he saw was unexpected.

According to the original idea, Donald personally didn't think that after nearly a month, there would be any valuable clues left here, purely because he had no clue for the time being, who would have thought that the shit luck of a blind cat running into a dead mouse actually made him meet it.

"Is this a transshipment?"

Donald rubbed his sore eyes and crouched down, pulled out the short knife at his waist and began to scrape the black ash on the ground.

In the state of vision, the bricks here are different from the surrounding brown floor tiles, but instead show a faint purple fluorescence around them.

The blade scraped away the dust and other build-up on the surface of the tiles, and Donald found that the short knife he had collected from the outlaws was surprisingly useful, and some of the hard-knuckles that seemed to be strong could be easily broken, and the effect was much better than that of ordinary iron tools.

I found this thing from him at that time, isn't it an ordinary object?

Donald hadn't really studied this short knife, he had only used it as a companion prop when the invisible slave attacked, put the short knife in front of his eyes, blew off the black ash on it, focused his eyes on the special symbol on the knife surface, stretched out his index finger and pressed it.

Fingertips rubbed over the lines, Donald deliberately transmitted his spiritual power, and the pale blue streamer spread over the pattern.

Airplanes~

A peculiar trembling sound came from the short knife, and the special pattern on the middle knife surface shone brightly, and at this time, the blade was placed on the floor tiles, and it didn't even need to be forced, just swept sideways, and most of the accumulation on it was swept away.

"It's really not ordinary......"

This knife is a special item, if not a strange thing, and it seems that the last battle has paid off.

After cleaning the floor tiles from the ground, Donald turned on his vision again, and this time it looked different from before, there was a strange mark on the floor tiles, which could not be seen by the naked eye, but it was clear in the state of vision.

Holding a short knife and inserting it into the gap between the floor tiles, he did not encounter too many obstacles, not only because of the sharpness of the blade, but also because of the empty space underneath.

Tilting upwards against the masonry on the side, his left hand grabbed the gap in the ground and broke the whole floor tile, the library floor tiles were nearly 1.5 feet long, and it took Donald a lot of effort to turn it, and as expected, there was a depression about two knuckles deep underneath.

It's just that there's nothing in it.

Was the fire just to cover up what was going on underneath?

Squatting on the edge of the depression, gesturing with both hands on the edges of the four sides, imagining what exactly was placed here in the first place, searching for memories in his mind, an inexplicable hazy feeling suddenly appeared.

The spirit began to trance, and the depression in front of him kept flashing back.

It was just a flash for a moment, and in the empty hollow of his eyes was a book with a dark cover, and it was lying in it so quietly, Donald took a deep breath inexplicably, and involuntarily reached out his hands to pick it up, but when he was about to touch it, his eyes returned to normal.

"Book of Darkness...... Is this where it was before it was found?"

Donald had been able to confirm that what he had obtained here was one of the relics that Infinita had previously claimed to have been obtained by the Church of Thea.

It seems that the four of them were tasked with picking up books at the Preston City Library.

So the question is, why are you looking for the four of them?

The Book of Darkness is obviously an important item, and Infinita also said that it is one of the relics left by the Grants, and it is undoubtedly of considerable value.

There must be no shortage of manpower in the church of Chia, and for sure, there must be a reason why the Donald Four did not instruct believers who were assured of their loyalty and competence, but rather gave it to the Donald Four as a task.

Is it just bad fun to have Donald Grant steal the relics left behind by his parents, even though he didn't know it at the time?

In previous dreams, he was persuaded to participate in the mission, which proved that there was a desperate desire for him to participate.

In other words, he has to be!

The memories in my mind just now confirm this.

Donald was the one who took out the Book of Darkness with his own hands.

Turning on his vision and stroking the lines on the surface of the stone bricks next to him, Donald suddenly noticed that when his finger landed on the floor tiles, the thin and shiny lines around the part of the place he touched would immediately dim and turn pale gray.

I've tried several times in a row, and it's all the same.

"What does this mean......"

Donald was a little puzzled, so he could only make a note of this phenomenon for the time being.

Lifting the stone brick to cover the depression again, but the moment the stone brick merged with the crack again, Donald felt his heart skip a beat, and then felt empty, as if he had lost something precious, or as if something had been forgotten by himself......

Having already prepared to stand up, he crouched back again, and Donald had a good way to verify the strange feeling he had just felt.

Lift the bricks up again and put them down again.

And so on and so forth.

Donald confirmed the feeling.

"Hiss~ Why do I feel this way, is it my own psychological effect?"

The value of the Book of Darkness is high, so it's a shame to learn that its predecessor had acquired it and given it to the cult with both hands..... No, Donald does have some emotions like asking himself about pity, but not to the point of gaining and losing.

How can this be, how can an individual's emotions be uncontrollable?

The demon in the body is at work, or is it ...... There were other forces trying to remind him that something he had forgotten.

Something to do with this depression......

Donald set the stone bricks aside, nearly stood up, and began to wander around the library, Donald trying to test his suspicions.

If the brick is covered or not as a separate act, is it possible that it is just a precondition?

Just like we have to unscrew the cap before drinking a drink, if we don't unscrew the cap, how can we drink the drink inside?

So is "Drink" in the library?