Normally, he would not be in charge of things at all, but whenever something big happened, he would have to let Old Tom know and let him lead. Only when he nodded his head would Old Tom be able to handle it and even the Second Prince would have to treat him with respect, afraid of offending him. But now, he had actually invited this old master over for the assassination. It could be seen that the Second Prince's eyes were red with lust, and he also wanted to use Old Tom's mouth to complain to the Emperor.

Old Tom was carefully observing the layout of the hall when he saw James walking over calmly. He hurriedly performed a noble salute and smiled, "Good day to Lord Viscount. I'm sorry to intrude." James smiled, "Sir Tom, you must have come here because of the Second Prince's invitation to investigate that Werther case, right?" Sit down, please. " Old Tom sat down slowly and smiled. "His Highness the Second Prince was forced by His Majesty to such a state that he was unable to find any clues to solve the case. He could only let me inquire about the circumstances of young master Werther's day, hoping to find something useful."

James nodded, "It's rare for the Second Prince to remember to ask me about the person involved. In this way, Werther will be frightened, and he will spend the next few days recuperating at home. He won't be able to see any guests. "Forget it, let me explain the situation to you in detail first." He explained in detail what Werther had said.

Hearing this, Old Tom's eyes flashed, and he tentatively said, "According to Master, the assassin is a dark elf, and a dual mage with the strength of a peak Golden Swordsman, yet he was killed by Master's family general. I wonder if I can meet this family general?"

"There's no need. He used a secret technique which ignites his vitality, which is why he was able to kill the assassin in one go. Right now, his entire body is paralyzed on the bed and he won't have much time left. I'll send him back to his hometown for the final days. I don't want to disturb him any longer." Old Tom could not tell if James was lying or telling the truth. He did not get angry even if James had rejected him. He rolled his eyes and said, "That Black Dragon Dagger is the key to the case. I think the assassin is here for it. I wonder if I can …"

James felt even more pleased this time and said directly, "That Black Dragon Dagger is Lord Right Prime Minister's gift to Werther, and it is itself very precious. Moreover, it involves the secrets of the dark elven race, and now that the world has discovered it, it's too dangerous to leave this dagger in Werther's hands. If you want to see it, I'll give it to you now, it's fine if you give it to the Second Prince, it's fine if you give it to the Emperor. With a wave of his hand, he sent the servant to fetch it.

Old Tom was so scared that he hurriedly waved his hand, "No need, no need, my lord. You should keep such a precious thing for yourself. I still haven't lived enough." Forget it, I will just ask here today. I am sorry to disturb your rest, sir.

He jogged out of the viscount residence. What a joke, if this Black Dragon Dagger landed in his hands, people would kill him just as he walked out of the door. With Old Tom's pitiful strength, even a few of his heads would not be cut off easily.

A cold smile hung at the corners of James' lips. "This old fox doesn't want to offend both sides. He's really an old fox." Hobbes said in a low voice, "Milord, now that the young master has the black dragon dagger in his hands, I'm afraid he has already spread the word. Then, young master, what should we do about his safety?" James then closed his eyes, "It's alright. At least he won't be in any danger for the next three months, unless the gods attack personally. In the future, I will send more people to protect him. Also, the child will only grow up after going through hardships. This can also be considered a type of experiential learning for him. "

Hobbs continued, "Old Tom did not get any useful information. I'm afraid the Second Prince will not let him off when we go back." You don't have to worry about this, the conversation today was originally planned by him, and he just wanted to gain nothing, so that he wouldn't get caught in the fire. No matter how angry Ol 'Two is, it wouldn't dare to do anything to him, and this matter of the dark elves is a collusion between the Left Premier and the dark elves. However, Number Two had suffered greatly. He would definitely suffer greatly if he were to remain mute. I just want to see how His Majesty will punish him. "

Werther ran to the royal library of the Klein Empire and met a strange old mage. Sensing the dark but occult magic fluctuations coming from the old mage, he confirmed that this old man was at the peak of martial arts in this world. He didn't dare to strike a conversation and directly ran upstairs. He knew that this was a defensive barrier set up by the royal mages. Don't look at the fact that it was just a thin layer, once they met an attack, they would be able to turn a high rank Golden Warrior into dust. Even if they were to face the attack of a high-ranked job like the Sword Saint, they would be able to endure for a few hours.

Werther didn't pay any attention to it. He lifted the board engraved with magic runes and shone it on the shield of light. A rainbow light was emitted from the board, directly penetrating inside and forming a door. Werther entered in a flash, stunned by the scene before him. When he was on Earth, he had also been to the most famous library in each country, and he had seen the library filled with books, but compared to the collection in front of him, it was like comparing an ant to an elephant. Even though his mind was filled with all sorts of cultivation methods of Taoism and the Devil Sect, and they were all recorded into books, there were still a lot of them.

After being dazzled for a long time, Werther finally started to walk around the largest library in the Grace Mainland. The entire book collection was divided into many categories, including those he was familiar with, such as geography, religion, economics, and so on. There were also other classifications such as dou qi, magic, etc.

It was not a matter of how much land a nation conquered or how many creatures it ruled. It was a matter of whether or not the culture it created could survive, whether or not it had any meaning, whether or not it could be accepted and pursued by outsiders. This was something the inhabitants of Grace Mainland had obviously done, and the books in this library were at best a microcosm of the world's civilization, but it was beyond the scope of individual ability.

Werther calmed his mood, and in accordance with the plan, he first ran to the section on the classification of magic battle-qi and started to read. For a whole month, Werther didn't sleep at all, fully immersing himself in the study of the principles of the existing magical combat power systems in the Grace Mainland. The Royal Library of the Klein Empire was indeed the largest and most comprehensive library in the whole continent, with information as vast as the sea of smoke and was very comprehensive.

When it came to the origin of magical Dou Qi, many books mentioned that this was the power bestowed upon humans by the gods. Legend has it that in the ancient times, humans were like animals: they drank blood, did not know how to cultivate, and did not know their own identity. At that time, natural disasters frequently occurred, and calamities befell the Magic Beasts and Vicious Beasts, causing a large number of human deaths. Later on, the gods pitied the suffering of humans, bringing down miracles and oracles. There was also the God's Envoy who traveled the world, teaching humans survival skills. This included the cultivation methods of magic and dou qi.

In general, there were six systems of light, darkness, water, fire, earth, wind, and many other consequent elements, such as lightning and ice. The essence of magic was to forcefully control the magic elements with one's own powerful spiritual power, and to arrange them according to a certain set of rules, in order to strengthen oneself and destroy the world. It could be said that the stronger one's mental strength was, the more formidable the magic's might would be. However, there were also exceptions, just like Werther who could only lock himself in with his strong mental strength, and could not release it. Naturally, he could not feel the magic's elements nor cultivate magic.

The world was filled with magic elements. Humans had lived in such an environment for a long time, so naturally, their bodies had magic elements, and the amount of magic elements in their bodies determined their magic properties. Generally speaking, fire, water, light, and darkness couldn't coexist together, and people with this kind of physique only had a one in a million chance of appearing.

Battle qi and magic were the exact opposite. If a mage relied on their spiritual energy to resonate with the external environment and magic elements, then they would have to completely rely on their physical body to tap into the internal potential of the human body. In general, the production of battle qi was extremely difficult, and many schools used methods to stimulate their own potential by putting them in a position of extreme negative emotions. The Battle Qi Passage was a unique physique of humans on this continent. Almost everyone had a Battle Qi Passage.

His body was examined and tested, and indeed, there was no such thing as a pathway for battle qi. Naturally, he was unable to train his battle qi, but his meridians and acupuncture points were all the same as those in his previous life. This was very strange, he should have been reborn into this world, so how could he maintain his previous life's body without his own consciousness? And to give up the physical body of this world? Isn't this against this world's path of good fortune? After pondering for a long time, Werther couldn't come up with an answer. In the end, it was the same strange event as the gossiping furnace. It was very likely that he would only be able to guess this answer if his cultivation rose day by day.

After knowing the origin of the so called magic qi technique, a sneer appeared on Werther's face, "What god's pity? I'm afraid there's something unspeakable going on! " He did not think too much about it, and in one breath he looked at over ten thousand different cultivation methods of different styles and elements of magical qi. The Royal Library was not just for show, the cultivation methods of magical qi were strange and strange, and there was no lack of excellent works among them. He even found two cultivation methods written by Sword Saint level experts, as well as three notes on the training of different elements of the Holy Demon Instructors.