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After exchanging a few words, Edwina stood up, picked up the self-made textbook she had prepared earlier, and turned her head to ask Leyton, "I'm going to teach the crew on the Golden Dream. Do you want to join?"
"No, I haven't finished my breakfast yet."
Leyton replied, raising the hot drink in his hand, then found a chair and sat down.
Upon receiving the answer, Edwina directly pushed the small blackboard behind her and left the Captain's cabin.
A moment later, on the Golden Dream, all the pirates who were free gathered on the deck in front of the sailboat.
They sat in a relaxed yet orderly manner, gathered in twos and threes, everyone trying their best to lean back, letting their figures disappear into the crowd.
"Shit! Move over, don't keep pushing back, you're almost pushing me off the deck."
"It's not me pushing, it's the guy in front."
"Quick, make some room for me!"
"Daniels, didn't I ask you to save a spot for me?"
"You shameless guys, I was clearly sitting in the last row just now, and now I'm in the first row."
"You're sitting too far back, everyone move forward a bit. Let's start today's lesson."
Edwina, like a teacher stepping onto a podium, spoke, and as her voice fell, the crew members below reluctantly moved forward a short distance.
Leyton, leaning against the bow rail, enjoyed the gentle morning sea breeze while observing the group of pirates forced to attend class. It felt somewhat like a university lecture.
On the other side, Edwina had already begun writing and drawing on the small blackboard, starting today's general knowledge class.
Edwina's voice was soft yet strong as she said, "Today, we are learning ancient Feysac."
"This language is considered the source of the languages of the Northern Continent nations. Whether it's Loen, Intis, or the current Feysac, they all originated from variations based on this."
"Legend has it that ancient Feysac originated from Jotun, and it is also a script frequently used in various treasures. As a Treasure Hunter, this is knowledge we must learn and master."
"Edwina has the demeanor of a university professor... Or rather, it's too difficult for her to be on a ship with a bunch of illiterates," Leyton silently evaluated in his mind from a distance.
The next moment, his vision blurred, and illusory starlight streaked across. A somewhat flickering scene appeared in his sight, like an accidental hallucination.
In the scene, four adventurers were walking quickly through the jungle, led by a lady.
Her black hair was simply tied up, and she had a pair of distinctive greyish-blue eyes, with a pleasant, enduring appearance.
She wore a men's shirt paired with a brown thick jacket and a round-brimmed hat with a central indentation, typical attire for an adventurer at sea, but at this moment, she was running through the jungle.
Around her were three men, all dressed in a similar style, with clear signs of prolonged exposure to Sun and rain.
The scene suddenly changed, zooming in on the details of the lady's body, revealing a corner of a yellowish-brown ancient parchment book she held covered by both hands.
On the surface of that book, a line of words was written in elf language: "Book of Calamity."
In an instant, the scene dissipated as if it had never appeared, leaving only a cold, emotionless voice echoing in Leyton's mind: "Rorsted Archipelago, the primeval jungle of Symeem Island."
Leyton looked at the sea with a puzzled expression, mumbling, "'Book of Calamity,' is that lady Leticia? How does the Hidden Sage know I want to get that 'Book of Calamity'? He seems even more eager than I am."
"Or is all of this part of His plan?"
After a moment of contemplation, he reined in his thoughts. When Edwina finished today's general knowledge class, he stepped forward to bid her farewell: "It seems your crew members' learning progress is not ideal."
Edwina looked back at Leyton upon hearing him, and said with a hint of helplessness, "They have passed the best age for education, and their past life experiences have also made them resistant to such dull and boring learning."
Leyton nodded in agreement, then changed the subject, saying, "The Rose School of Thought's attention has shifted. However, you might need to pay attention to the Church of the Lord of Storms later, as recent events will significantly increase their focus on the Golden Dream."
Edwina nodded without surprise: "That's to be expected."
"I will set sail for Feynapotter soon, and we can begin the grain trade very quickly."
"No problem."
Leyton nodded gently, without asking the reason for her staying in the Rorsted Archipelago waters during this period.
He turned and stepped forward, his body quickly becoming transparent and disappearing from the Golden Dream.
On Symeem Island, at a local inn, Leyton arrived here based on the divination's hints.
Purple light flowed in his eyes, his gaze penetrating layers of walls, floors, and ceilings, seeing the situation in the surrounding rooms.
To his surprise, he saw Klein's figure in a guest room on the third floor of the inn, and the other party very keenly noticed his gaze.
"Came to play the Faceless?" Leyton quickly thought of the reason for Klein's appearance here, then withdrew his gaze and no longer paid attention.
He turned and walked towards the northwest corner of the second-floor corridor, the room closest to the stairs.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
"Who?"
A low, slightly wary female voice came from inside the room.
"The one to retrieve something."
Leyton answered very honestly.
The person inside the room replied without hesitation: "You've walked out of the room. There's nothing here that needs to be retrieved."
The female voice inside the room was very calm, but Leyton heard her slight panting and quickening heartbeat.
"Detectives are good at discovering information Concealment in various details of life," he silently mused to himself. The next moment, his figure instantly became transparent, as if turning into a statue formed by countless starlight.
The statue shattered at once, and brilliant starlight surged, passing through the tiny gap in the door and entering Leticia's room.
Points of brilliant starlight surged like a torrent in the room, quickly passing Leticia and darting around the room.
Leticia's eyes became solemn for a moment. She quickly reached into an inner pocket of her clothes, pulled out some powdery substance, and scattered it.
It was a somewhat transparent powder. As she completed the action, she simultaneously opened her mouth and softly chanted in ancient hermes: "Wind!"
A whooshing sound of strong wind came out of nowhere, sweeping around.
It had no effect on the starlight filling the room.
She then scattered a handful of grey-black sunflower powder and again softly chanted in ancient hermes: "Sun!"
The sunflower powder quickly ignited in mid-air, then emitted a strong but not irritating golden light.
This light flowed like water ripples in all directions, then was quickly swallowed by the brilliant starlight, leaving no trace.
A moment later, the brilliant starlight filling the room suddenly converged.
Points of starlight began to re-gather internally, and Leyton's figure became visible, holding a yellowish-brown ancient parchment book in his hand.
On the surface of this ancient book, a line of words was written in elf language: "Book of Calamity."
"'Book of Calamity'? Is that your target? How do you know this book is with me?"
Leticia quickly suppressed her fear and worry, looking at Leyton with a strange expression and asking in confusion.
Leyton observed Leticia, who was dressed very neatly and showed some fatigue in her expression, and chuckled, "Then why do you want to get this book?"
His words contained subtle spirituality, unconsciously influencing the other party's thoughts and judgment.
This method wasn't a significant influence for a Beyonder, but for an ordinary person who hadn't become a Beyonder, it seemed difficult to resist.
Leticia hesitated whether to speak or not, but the thought of lying was completely ignored by her.
During the time she was conflicted and struggling internally, Leyton continued, "Although you are a member of the Moses Ascetic Order, you haven't become a Beyonder. They shouldn't send you to retrieve this book; they might not even know of the 'Book of Calamity''s existence."
"So you're acting on your own? And where did you get information about the 'Book of Calamity'?"
Under Leyton's words, which carried spiritual interference and mental pressure, Leticia's thoughts became completely chaotic. She answered almost without thinking: "It's not that I can't become a Beyonder, but that I don't want to."
"This is secret information I accidentally discovered from some ancient books and records. It's a result I deduced based on my own judgment."
"As long as I can get this 'Book of Calamity,' which originated from the Queen of Calamity, I will have the qualification to go straight to Demigod!"
"Only by maintaining my identity as an ordinary person can I enter that ancient ruin without triggering a chain reaction and obtain this 'Book of Calamity' from it."
"The Demigod advancement for the Mystery Pryer pathway is too difficult. The blood of a mythical creature is simply impossible to obtain unless those Angels walking on the land are willing."
Leticia's words had little coherence, more like she was saying whatever came to her mind.
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