Under the dungeon.

Sean controlled the squirrel and ran down again...

The fire in the darkness was lit again, waking Occam in the cell.

"It seems you have a problem and have to come to me quickly, wizard." Sean could see Occam's smug expression across the cell. The other party had calculated from the beginning that he would not be able to complete what he gave him in one day, so he expected him to come again tonight.

"How is it? Are you satisfied with what I gave you?"

Ockham smiled.

You can see the squirrel drooling from under his tiny body.

"I am satisfied, but I didn't expect you to start studying Abdullah's soul-summoning formation." Sean said.

"How do you know? Impossible! You can't possibly figure this out in such a short time..." Occam's eyes widened with an expression of "Unbelievable!"

"Do you think I can't find it? You underestimate me too much." Sean simply walked closer to the other person and took a good look at what he looked like at the moment.

Ockham looked down at the squirrel walking in front of him. It was just a small animal, but the person behind it was a creepy guy...

Waxy face.

I had heard of this person before when I was in the imperial capital. He was the strongest bishop in the Wizarding Association of Kselk. His abilities had always been praised by many people, but his true power was a mystery!

No one could make him use his full strength, at least not among the wizards he knew.

Thinking of this, Occam felt that it was understandable that the other party could decipher his ciphertext in a short time.

"So...what do you think, Your Excellency?"

"Interesting research, but meaningless!" said Sean.

Recall the soul.

Seems to work!

If it were the alchemist's ability, perhaps he could use an equivalent exchange method to bring back some of the lost energy, but that kind of summoning doesn't seem reliable... In fact, Sean has encountered it before. The time in the deep mountains of Oro City should be a similar situation, but generally speaking, things that violate the cycle are bound to bring disaster.

"What do you mean."

"That's what I'm telling you. This goes against the essence of equal exchange. Such research is nothing more than a concept and has no meaning at all!" Sean said.

"But what if it succeeds?"

Ockham retorted.

"The legendary alchemist Abdullah possesses many unknown manuscripts. Most of those circulating in the world today are forgeries, but a few collectors possess the authentic notes. The State Alchemists only tell outsiders how many people I have killed, but they never reveal the reasons... I possess the authentic manuscripts. Rumor has it that the legendary sorcerer once compiled these into a book."

"The Book of the Dead contains the most complete alchemy and all unknown truths since ancient times!"

Occam's words finally moved Sean. Two years later, he heard the name again. It was the lifelong goal of the first alchemist he met.

"Although it is not complete, I have a part of his collection. Only I know about this thing... If you can rescue me, I can share this part with you, how about it?" Finally, Occam took out the last chip.

Sean didn't see the lie above the other person's head.

Could it be true?

Can the content of the book with a timeline twenty years ago still be found?

Sean has been trying to find that thing all along, especially after meeting the alchemist Alphonse... Before that, when he was the count in Oro City, he thought he was most likely to get close to it, but suddenly there was no news.

The battle with the Desert Gold Group brought the entire search process to a halt. After that, no matter how many investigators were sent out, they could not find any trace of it. And now the person in front of him actually said that he had a fragment in his hand!

"How can I trust you?"

"My life is in your hands now. The State Alchemists want to capture me not because I killed those people, but because they want the things in my hands. If I am taken back to the imperial capital, even if I don't die, I may be crippled. In this case, it is better for me to cooperate with your Wizarding Guild. I am willing to share those things as long as you can rescue me." Arkham said anxiously.

Xiao En looked at the other person's expression. These words were not false...

No wonder Rachel and Rorschach didn't dare to do anything to him before, because if he was tortured, the high-ranking officials would probably think they had obtained the intelligence when they were sent to the imperial capital.

And as long as Occam keeps silent, he can survive!

He grasped this point very well, not even mentioning a word about this maddening environment...

"I can get you out, but not right now. I'll have to figure it out... but I still have a question for you."

"Speak, Your Excellency!"

"Who are you? If you have something like this, you can't be just an ordinary fugitive." Sean said.

Studying the fragments of the legendary alchemist's book, which they regarded as a holy relic, anyone who could access such a thing was not an ordinary person.

"I used to belong to this national secret organization, working as an investigator. I have always been responsible for collecting these things, but later I was involved in the struggle among the national alchemists and ended up like this." Arkham said helplessly.

"Then why did they come to you at this time?"

"They have been looking for me all along, but they only recently discovered my tracks and followed me all the way here..."

After roughly understanding the whole story, Sean needed some time to think about how to rescue him from here without letting him run around.

or……

Just then, the dungeon door opened. It must be Rachel, Rorschach and the others coming over.

"I'll find a way to inform you." He controlled the squirrel to climb up the iron wall shelf on the dungeon roof.

While the two of them were coming in, I crawled out from the vent...

Let the squirrel slowly run back, and Sean opened his eyes at this time.

I didn’t expect that the state alchemists of Kserk would have such a task, to find the fragments of the Book of the Dead, and to recall the soul!

Sean fell into a deep sleep while looking at the words written in his magic book...

Suddenly, I recalled what the clothing merchant said when I first arrived in Lewis City. The country wanted to resurrect its dead daughter. Could this rumor be true?

It seems that I should start preparing to leave here, or go to the imperial capital with them...

What's more important is to find a way to get Occam out of the dungeon.

This is not easy.

This is the base camp of the alchemists. It is not easy to catch the fugitive, and he must also ensure that he will not be implicated. Otherwise, he will be hunted down before he finds the whereabouts of Nyarlathotep.