Reed held nothing back. He described meeting Wen Xishu in Pen Town and coasting to victory by following him through one peril after another, though the account did not strike his listeners as particularly impressive.
Many of them could not understand why they could not simply destroy Pen Town.
Lion City had plenty of muscleheads.
Reed did not mind. He believed Lord Leo understood that place.
When Reed reached the Classroom part, Leon's expression grew serious.
Reed had a decent memory. Although he could not recall everything, he remembered the gist: a Transmigrator, a Copywriter, a Legend Builder, a pen that created worlds, and the terrifying ability to turn countless stories into reality.
He had read Wen Xishu's Third Essay. He roughly remembered the things that had left a deep impression on him and recounted them all to Leon.
His words made Leon realize that Pen Town's secrets were indeed extraordinary. No, they were more than extraordinary-they were critically important.
After some thought, Leon realized that no Constellation, nor any formidable enemy he could recall, was capable of anything on that scale.
Even his eldest sister, Aries, who had pursued legends and myths for so long, was only chasing ancient myths that already had deep roots.
Leon asked:
"Reed, do you know the name of Pen Town's owner?"
Reed thought for a moment.
"I don't know, my lord. I can't be sure, but I suspect it might have something to do with someone named Morson."
Leo narrowed his eyes, pondering slowly.
"Morson..."
He actually knew of this Morson.
After all, the man was far too famous.
Any library in this world with even a little renown was bound to have Morson's books.
Something soon occurred to Leon. People on different paths attracted different Sequences. His interest was thoroughly piqued.
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