As the candlelight was also enveloped by the summoned mist, the library was plunged into eerie darkness.
Yun Wei and the other two were enveloped in bright mist, just like the audience below the stage.
Sid opened the study door and called out loudly, "George!"
The voice sounded arrogant and indifferent, no different from usual, but Yun Wei could clearly see that Sid's fingers gripping the door were trembling slightly.
"Here you are, young master Sid..."
The other party's voice came through the crack in the door, still the same obsequious and pretentious tone.
Before long, the obese old butler arrived at the door, panting heavily.
“Young Master Sid, what are your orders?” George couldn’t help but look into the library, but all he saw was darkness.
He was secretly alarmed.
Could it be that damned Easterner who went to Sid to stir up trouble?
What an ill-mannered wretch! He even dared to treat Mr. Haines like that before...
A fierce glint appeared in George's eyes.
Just then, Sid said, "The candlestick is dirty. Go in and clean it."
George quickly snapped out of his daze, his face beaming with a smile: "Oh dear, I usually follow your orders and dare not enter this library lightly. Don't worry, young master, I'll wipe it clean for you right away."
As the portly butler spoke, he groped his way toward where Yun Wei and the others were.
Everyone watched coldly as he moved with practiced ease in the darkness. It turned out that some people really did lie as instinctively as breathing.
It's clear that old George frequents this library quite often.
Because of the obstruction of the clouds and fog, George, who was identified as the "enemy," had his vision blocked. When he touched the scalding candle flame, he cried out "Ouch!" and took several steps back.
But before he could finish his "ouch," he suddenly collapsed limply.
The mist in the library gradually dissipated, but the candlelight shone faintly through.
George then noticed the three indifferent-looking people around the desk.
He was trembling under the effects of the 'paralysis spell,' but he still shouted at the top of his lungs, "What...what are you doing? This is Alchemy City...Using...using vigilante justice is not allowed by the Council!"
"So noisy." Sid flicked his finger again, and another 'paralysis spell' formed at his fingertip landed on George.
Yun Wei couldn't help but take another look. From what he understood, this level one lightning spell originally required physical contact with the target to be cast…
But it's unclear what kind of advanced spellcasting technique it is.
But soon, Yunwei's attention was drawn to George, who was struggling on the floor.
Under the intense electric shock, the old butler's facial expressions became uncontrollable.
Old George glared fiercely, his eyes fixed on the gloomy-faced young man in front of him.
Everything seemed to overlap with scenes from twenty-five years ago.
It was also a study.
The fog also dissipated.
He was also punished by the same person using the "paralysis technique".
Even if he was slow to realize it, he finally understood that the secret he had been hiding for so many years had finally been exposed.
It's all that damned Bili person's fault!
Who knows what kind of evil magic the other party used on him that day, making him blurt out his secret of many years.
He couldn't help but roll his eyes and glare fiercely at the black-haired youth sitting upright at the table.
But old George's arrogant demeanor didn't last long.
His fear reached its peak when he saw the golden leaf falling from mid-air.
The "devil" he had served for nearly thirty years was now slowly brushing the "golden leaves" off the table and onto the ground. The golden leaves fluttered in the air like butterflies in autumn.
He knew these leaves all too well.
He once personally picked them up from the pool of blood with a handkerchief and carefully cleaned them along the delicate veins.
He had gazed lovingly at each and every leaf.
But at this moment, old George had no mood to appreciate the gorgeous leaves, because he had already seen the killing intent in the "demon's" eyes.
Old George never doubted that the "devil" would really kill him.
So he desperately begged for mercy.
But because his facial nerves were severed by the electric current, he could only utter meaningless whimpers: "Ugh! Heh heh—"
Then, to his horror, he discovered that the other person had picked up a shimmering magic book and was reciting incantations from the words inside:
"The law commands the soul, the night is deep and still..."
"Restless souls..."
"Open the doors of your memories to me..."
The moment he heard the obscure and terrifying incantation, old George instantly realized that Sid was using forbidden necromancy.
By the Lord of Glory!
That "demon" turned out to be a notorious necromancer!
He was both shocked and furious, wishing he could tear the damned Sid and that damned Green Glass Man to pieces.
But suddenly he discovered that a strange suction force was emanating from the top of his head, as if it were trying to pull his brains out...
Yun Wei saw that old George's cheeks had visibly shriveled up, like dried meat, stretched taut by the loose skin onto the bones of his face.
A chaotic, murky, grayish-white ball of light was quietly floating in Sid's outstretched palm.
Faint sounds and lights emanated from the ball of light.
Sid was peacefully closing his eyes, rummaging through the extracted memories to find the information he wanted.
Yun Wei could clearly see a crystal tear sliding down the corner of the other person's eye, leaving a wet trail on their delicate cheek.
The three people at the table held their breath and remained silent.
After a long while, Sid casually extinguished the ball of light, but then opened his eyes.
His lips were trembling, but his eyes were filled with a frenzied hatred. "My father... he could have survived."
The other three were stunned upon hearing this.
“My father lay dying on the ground, begging him for help… but he burned the life-saving healing scroll for those damned gold leaves.”
At this point, Sid closed his eyes in anguish and turned away.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally said, "Julius, I want to be alone. Don't come looking for me. Xiao Yunwei, this man... you're in charge of dealing with him."
After giving his instructions, Sid left a white mineral on the desk, then simply lifted the door and walked out.
Upon hearing this, Yun Wei froze on the spot.
He wiped his face and then realized that the unconscious, emaciated old George, who looked like he was dehydrated, was still breathing.
Even though Sid was extremely angry, he still didn't take the other person's life.
And the white mineral left on the table...
Yun Wei looked closely and was surprised to find that it was actually the "Pale Ghost," one of the nine "mythical metals."
Ordinary spaces can only store inanimate objects.
Yunwei's undead space can store inanimate objects and undead creatures.
The "Pale Ghost," however, is like a gap in time, capable of storing living beings.
Yun Wei roughly understood Sid's thoughts; the other party clearly felt that carrying George around was too disgusting.
But he also finds it disgusting...
He glanced at the half-dead George with disdain, but still complied with the other's wishes, putting him into the 'Pale Ghost' and then storing the ore in his own space.
After doing all this, Yun Wei gave Isaac a wink.
The two prepared to go back to the next room for a short meeting.
But at that moment, he heard the Grand Duke of Bethlehem, who had been silent all along, say to him:
"Mr. Claude, please wait."
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