Crown Blue Jay was very confident about his new book and made a promise to Dudel.

The two continued to talk for a while until Crown Blue Jay stood up, bringing the interview to an end.

"Alright, it's time to end this, Mr. Dudel. I have matters to attend to next."

"Okay, but I still want to ask..."

Dudel glanced at his notebook; there were still a few questions he hadn't asked. He looked up at Crown Blue Jay, whose expression suddenly turned solemn, the previous friendliness vanished completely. He stared directly at Dudel, his gaze filled with an undeniable authority.

"Time is up, Mr. Dudel."

Crown Blue Jay raised his wrist and tapped the watch face.

Crown Blue Jay was a very punctual person; Dudel knew this, but the various information he gathered from Crown Blue Jay made him completely forget about it.

"Sorry... sorry, I truly apologize."

Dudel stood up, bowed apologetically. Crown Blue Jay had no intention to exchange pleasantries with him, just gestured with his eyes that he should leave.

A while ago, they were talking merrily, but now they appeared exceptionally unfamiliar, even somewhat hostile.

At this time, Dudel realized that the rumors weren't without reasoning; in some aspects, Crown Blue Jay was indeed an unusual person.

Gathering his belongings, Dudel bid farewell a few more times and left hurriedly, while Crown Blue Jay remained standing until the sound of Dudel's footsteps gradually faded in the castle, dispersing, and he finally moved.

Walking toward the blanket he used for sleeping, Crown Blue Jay picked up the shotgun; after ensuring it was loaded with ammunition, he dragged it with one hand while holding a wine glass in the other, wobbling in his slippers through the silent hallway.

Descending the spiral stone stairs toward the castle's cellar, Crown Blue Jay sipped his wine, randomly placed the wine glass on the ground, took the candle holder from the wall rack, using the weak flame to illuminate the encroaching darkness.

The surrounding temperature gradually dropped, with Crown Blue Jay's breath, wisps of white fog appeared; the cold air also carried a faint scent of blood, as if it led to some slaughterhouse filled with broken bodies deep within the darkness.

Soon, a mottled iron door stood before Crown Blue Jay; he leaned the shotgun against the wall and took a string of keys he always carried from his waist, unlocking multiple sealed locks, the ancient iron door slowly opened, and the stench of blood became even more pronounced.

Crown Blue Jay was already accustomed to the smell, calmly walked in, and casually closed the iron door behind him.

The weak flame illuminated the dim cellar; this was considered another workspace for Crown Blue Jay, an undisclosed workspace.

The walls were covered with various notes, newspaper clippings, black and white photographs, and some pages torn from books...

Crown Blue Jay's gaze swept across another wall filled with photos related to him.

If someone carefully studied the content, they would discover that Crown Blue Jay was once a sailor, a train conductor, and he not only wielded most firearms but also understood combat and swordsmanship.

In fact, these experiences of Crown Blue Jay were not a secret; those who were more attentive knew about his exciting past life.

For a long time, being an author for Crown Blue Jay was merely a sideline; his real profession was a wandering adventurer, but people couldn't comprehend what he pursued now, as the current world had been explored by humanity, adventurers had withdrawn from the stage of history, so what was Crown Blue Jay chasing now.

Crown Blue Jay's hand brushed along the edge of the table, opening the ancient book; the pages blank spaces were filled with hasty handwriting, all information integrated, summarized in the thick notes.

From the darkness came heavy breathing, followed closely by the sound of chains dragging across the ground, as if something was confined within a cage.

Crown Blue Jay did not pay attention to those, he picked up his notebook, his fingertips lightly brushing over the dark words, uttering one forbidden term after another from his mouth, resembling a spell being recited.

"Secret Source and Devil, Condenser and Demon..."

In reality, Crown Blue Jay no longer needed the notes; he spent his lifetime investigating that extraordinary world, during the prolonged excavation, these hidden knowledge had been engraved into his memory like a steel stamp.

A bookmark was tucked in the final page of the notebook; although called a bookmark, it was essentially a train ticket, from a train thirty-three years ago according to the marked time.

Thirty-three years passed, this ticket in Crown Blue Jay's careful preservation remained intact except for the paper yellowing slightly; even creases were few and far between.

Crown Blue Jay stared deeply at this ticket which changed his life, until the disturbance from the darkness interrupted his thoughts, his eyes flashed displeasure, lifted the shotgun heading toward the depths of the darkness.

"Crown Blue Jay... Crown Blue Jay..."

Enticing moaning came from the darkness, a woman affectionately calling Crown Blue Jay, as if she was his long-lost lover.

Crown Blue Jay stood before the cage, gazing at the women imprisoned inside, her majority body hidden in the murky darkness, the exposed skin smooth and fair.

She noticed Crown Blue Jay's arrival, crawling with her hands to the cage's edge; under the dim light, one could see iron nails driven into her joints, these nails had been there for many years, dried blood solidified into dark stains, mixed with the rough rust.

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