Lichtenstein Castle.
The hands of the Cathedral Bell had just passed nine thirty.
That morning, everyone had already returned from the cliffside to the estate and arrived at the library on the second floor.
Despite all kinds of magical investigations, there were no particularly hidden compartments in the castle, nor any mechanisms requiring deciphering. The Detective had already skipped over every place that might have become a clue.
But the estate owner's room and the library-like study might contain some useful historical information.
For example, the relationship between the blood clan and humanity in this baffling mysterious era, as well as records related to the Honing Empire.
Even if they did not help with deciphering this Shadow World.
Recording them would still allow the Shadow World Association of the Southern Continent to share them with numerous researchers and scholars, helping them analyze this important period of history.
Aside from Lanchi and Hughberlian staying together, the other challengers remained in groups of three, keeping a relatively safe distance from one another.
Lanchi leisurely walked to the window and pulled open the red velvet curtains. Natural light fell across the wood grain of the dark-brown bookshelves, making it far clearer than it had been in the early morning.
One ancient book after another, the dull gilded lettering on their covers once again gleamed beneath the sunlight.
As the sunlight streamed in, the air in the library grew fresher. Mixed with the scents of ink and candle wax, it seemed almost possible to hear the books whispering, recounting the stories forgotten by history that they recorded.
"Since everyone agreed that we should investigate some information first while waiting for Detective to return, let's search together for any books related to the blood clan."
Lanchi stood by the window, bathed in the sunlight behind