The illusory eyes, lashless, cold and emotionless, tending toward transparency yet clearly hanging in midair, looked down at the food on the dining table. Though they held no hostility, Sno still felt a considerable sense of pressure.
Almost instinctively, Sno pressed a hand to his chest. But just as he was about to fire off a "full-area broadcast" from Heavenly Punishment, he suddenly realized that his gaze seemed to have met those eyes.
In that fleeting instant, Sno felt a great deal of inexplicable knowledge flood into his mind. Though it was called knowledge, it actually included all sorts of strange and useless things, such as "108 Tips for Consuming Salt," "32 Methods for Preparing Elf Blood Curd," and "How to Calculate Exactly How Many Raindrops Fall in a Rainstorm Based on Rainfall Volume."
After Sno swiftly diverted that knowledge to the monkeys and looked at those eyes again, he discovered that they had completely vanished.
"Whew..." As the Hidden Sage's gaze faded, Bernadette let out a soft breath. She lifted her wineglass and poured the amber liquid into her mouth, her brows rising slightly. Then, as if talking to herself or explaining something, she said, "Extremely rare and hidden knowledge will draw the Hidden Sage's attention, regardless of whether it has any value."
"Is that so?" Sno took small sips from his cup without asking further questions, but Bernadette instead reminded him:
"Here, you'd better not use that Holy Relic from the True Creator. This place is filled with ravings originating from Him. Using His Holy Relic could very easily make things spiral out of control."
Sno thought that as long as Heavenly Punishment wanted to, all the ravings in this sea would be under his control. However, he ultimately did not say it aloud. He merely nodded and