"In the one hundred and twenty-fifth year, I left the capital of the Holy Blood Kingdom and returned to my place of seclusion. Following my usual practice, I established a treasury and left behind some books, granting a few opportunities to others. I just wonder how long it will be before someone discovers it."
"However, only those truly fated to find this diary will be able to understand it."
After reading this passage, Velin realized he had already turned to the final page of the book.
He raised his head, closed the book in his hands, and murmured softly, "I really never imagined that the God of Holy Blood grew up like this. It truly gives one a sense of how unpredictable the world can be."
After sighing with emotion for a while, Velin closed the book in his hands again, turned to look at the books on either side, waved open the gate to his demiplane, and sent the tens of thousands of books that recorded various kinds of transcendent knowledge into the Cecilia Demiplane.
As for how those unknown languages would be deciphered, that was Xuemya and Kyle's problem. In any case, all he had to do was store these books properly.
When he left the underground ruins, Velin raised both hands and completely destroyed them.
After doing all this, he followed the path he had come by and returned to the surface.
Celeste, who was sitting in the distance, saw Velin's figure, stood up, stepped forward, and arrived before him. Then he asked, "How was it?"
"The harvest was quite good," Velin replied unhurriedly. "In the ruins, there happened to be a book I could understand. From it, I more or less learned the origin of these ruins."
Celeste waved a hand to stop Velin from continuing