William didn't stop any more and started to pick up scrolls like he was picking candies. He read through the scrolls, working his mind hard enough to memorise their content from just a few reads. And yet things didn't go as he planned.
Out of the slightly over one hundred scrolls, he found less than five speaking about the spirits world. To add more to this, these scrolls weren't related, speaking about different topics about this secret.
It was a total mess in his eyes. And to solve this, he either had to work harder, rearrange the scary number of scrolls in this grand library before reading through them again, or he'd better do it using his mind.
Both were tedious tasks, but memorising the content of all the scrolls, returning home, writing them down, and starting to arrange them was much better than asking the help of the royal family and wasting tons of time here.
If he dared to ask for their help, they'd ask for a price to be paid in return. And he knew the only thing they'd accept would be sharing the content of these scrolls with them, something he didn't want to do.
So, he started to take this matter quite seriously. He had to use the help of Jack and his relatives five times before he finally memorised all the scrolls' content in this shelf.
During the five-hour break, he distanced himself from others and started to organise what he learnt. In general, the scrolls in this shelf spoke about three main things: the Mystic Arts, the outer world things, and the mysterious spirit world.
Things related to the outer world were all useless to him. He knew much more, in depth intel and facts about the outer world more than anyone else.
Reading scrolls speaking about the outer world, which made up most of the scrolls he read so far, didn't help at all. So he started to ignore these scrolls starting from the fifth shelf, to save lots of time and effort.
That truly helped. Instead of spending five to seven times to memorise the content of one shelf, he just needed two visits to do it. And that made others question what was going on.
"I don't understand more scrolls, so I'm just skipping them," when Jack asked, William came up with such an excuse to satisfy his curiosity.
In fact, Jack and others from the royal family didn't let William rest in peace at first. After ending their first few attempts, they started to gather around him, ask him tons of questions, making William think they didn't need these five hours to rest and just wanted to use this time to learn from him anything useful.
Yet he kept his mouth tightly shut, didn't even give casual answers. The only thing he said was that he needed more time to process what he read, needed to examine more scrolls to grasp the entire picture.
He wasn't lying, and yet they took what he said as a way to get out from them. Gradually they decided to leave him alone for now, and every single day passing they'd come and try out their luck with him.
William kept reading more scrolls about unrelated stuff of the spirit world. And that made his mind seem as if he was going to explode if this continued.
As for the Mystic Arts scrolls, he could link the dots and knew what they were speaking about. He was aware of the basics already, and that greatly helped in understanding the general context of these scrolls.
"I need to rest," after the third day passed, he finally couldn't handle it anymore, "I need to return back and sleep."
"That's expected," despite Jack and others not getting a single useful word from him, they didn't show any discontent at all when William asked for a break.
In fact, they were thinking about a way to stop William from what he was doing. They were exhausted indeed, but they needed to consult their family elders about this situation, come up with another strategy to force William to speak.
Or else, they'd end up suffering a ton when they'd return back empty handed. So when William expressed his desire to take a break, leave here and go back home to sleep, they warmly welcomed this.
"It seems you are going to face a great deal of trouble next time," when they exited the entire royal, highly fortified block, Tara couldn't help but sigh, "you do know that, right?"
"I have to rest," William already noticed the weird response from Jack and his group. And so, he knew what they had in mind and could tell next time wouldn't be the same walk in the park visit for him.
But that didn't matter. His mind couldn't handle the tons of information he stored there. And the last thing he wanted was for such information to be lost when he added new ones there. So, he had to go back, take out scrolls, start writing down what he memorised, then try to sort them out.
As for how to handle the issue of the royal family's desire, he decided to wait for later and not worry about this for now.
He didn't speak much during their trip home. When he arrived there, he asked them to not disturb his sleep, no matter how long he slept. Then he closed the door with sealing arrays, making sure that he'd not get disturbed by anyone. He even fortified the room using defensive and concealment arrays, turning it into a small fortress that wouldn't be easily broken using brute force or spied upon using spirit senses.
Once he finished doing this, he moved everything in the room to a corner, leaving only one oval shaped table there and a single chair. Then he took out tons of scrolls, a brush and an ink. Then he started writing down what he had in mind, trying to not forget anything.
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