Examining this new Twisted Seed, Anvis casually extended a Spiritual Tentacle and touched it.
A flood of memory fragments returned along the tentacle connecting him to the Twisted Seed.
The person who had been responsible for hypnotizing him earlier appeared to be an important figure on the enemy's side. From her memories, Anvis obtained much crucial information.
She was an Eighth-Rank Spellcaster specializing in the Shadow and Mind Schools. Raised from childhood as a member of the Shadow Guard, she had displayed extraordinary talent throughout her training and had been personally cultivated at Marquis Delaka's side.
Like many Professionals who walked in darkness, she had no name, only a single codename: Shadow.
It had been personally bestowed upon her by the marquis she served. Before she received the greatness and glory of the gods, she had always regarded that codename as her most precious possession.
As he browsed through the vivid memories etched deep within her heart, Anvis carefully searched for information related to this attack and Marquis Delaka's schemes.
Soon, an unfamiliar scene from her memories gradually formed within Anvis's mental space.
The memory was set in a quiet study. The air was still, carrying the faint scent of old paper.
The lighting was unusually dim, especially in the depths behind the study desk, where the master sat, utterly shrouded in pitch-black darkness.
Most strangely, the study's ceiling was covered by an endless expanse of dark space. Its "walls" were formed from countless Magic tomes floating silently in that darkness, each emanating an ancient, profound aura.
Surrounded by countless Magic tomes, the owner of the viewpoint stood in the center of the study, bowing respectfully toward the deep darkness where the master's seat lay.
"Marquis, following your instructions, the clues related to the King Selection Sword Ruins have been