## C408
I'll take care of the followers guarding the archives. And also the librarians inside.
The Heavenly Demon took the lead, and Cale and Alberu followed him.
Cale, dressed in the uniform of a mid-ranking priest, checked the time.
Tap. Tap.
Hearing the consecutive small sounds, Cale raised his head and thought.
'As always.'
The Heavenly Demon is incredible.
He was worthy of being the best martial arts master.
Two knights guarded the entrance to the archive building.
Although they seemed to have considerable skills and weren't careless, the Heavenly Demon approached them in an instant.
Before the enemies could realize his approach.
Even if they realized, before they could react.
Tap. Tap.
He lightly pressed the pressure points of the two knights.
"…!"
"!!"
They were paralyzed in their guard position.
The two knights stood still, only blinking.
If someone else comes, they will realize their state, but until then, they will not be discovered.
With those words, the Heavenly Demon searched the knights' uniforms, took something out, and quickly entered the archives.
'It's so convenient.'
With the Heavenly Demon as the leader, Cale entered the archive building calmly but stealthily, with confidence.
'It's unique.'
This building was the only one that didn't have windows facing the Primordial Night.
'Because it has no windows.'
The inside of the archives was cool.
It seemed that there was a magical device that kept the optimal conditions for the books.
Steps. Steps.
Cale and Alberu walked confidently inside the archives.
They had no other choice.
"There are countless magical alarms."
Alberu pointed to the magic circles.
Click.
The Heavenly Demon, who was in front, easily passed through the magic circles with a pass.
"There are also many hidden guards."
Furthermore, there were many hidden guards inside the archives, but.
Whisper.
The moment the Heavenly Demon moved slightly.
Just when he thought his movements were like the wind.
Tap.
His hand moved slightly.
Those who were hiding on the ceiling fell to the ground.
"!"
One of them tried to say something, but...
Swish~
The Heavenly Demon gently grabbed him, and before he touched the ground,
Tap.
He hit him once more to render him unconscious.
Then he placed him on the ground silently.
It was a technique to knock someone unconscious that surpassed Choi Han.
After all, the Heavenly Demon mastered pressure points, and furthermore, he had become stronger than before.
With the skill to face the Wanderers.
How could the guards of the archives defeat him?
Tap.
Another one was knocked unconscious.
The archives weren't big.
It only had one floor, and the area wasn't very wide.
But there were bookshelves on both sides of a narrow hallway, and there were the records.
Tap.
Furthermore, the hallway was like a maze.
From the outside, the archives looked like a square, but inside it was like a maze.
That's why the hidden guards didn't know that Cale had entered.
'No.'
Actually, they knew.
They thought they were priests with pending business, since they entered with such confidence.
But if they felt something strange and tried to react.
Tap.
They would be knocked unconscious by the Heavenly Demon's hand.
That easy.
"It's the end."
The Heavenly Demon guided Cale to the end of the archive hallway with the pass and his technique to knock people unconscious. Cale turned around.
'Wow.'
Since the hallway was like a maze, he couldn't see everything, but.
"20 people."
As Alberu said, around twenty hidden guards were unconscious.
"Oh-"
When Cale looked at him with admiration, the Heavenly Demon smiled slightly. His shoulders seemed to rise with pride.
"There must be something important here."
The Heavenly Demon changed the subject for no reason.
"With this level, three hidden guards would be enough, but there are twenty."
The Heavenly Demon looked at the last bookshelf at the end of the narrow hallway, where there were no more books, and told Cale.
"Now it's your turn."
"Yes."
Cale moved forward.
The archives.
There was a hidden place here.
There had to be so many hidden guards to protect the entrance to that place.
"I don't feel any strange energy."
The moment the Heavenly Demon said that.
Alberu spoke to Cale.
"Is it the bookshelf?"
The last bookshelf, empty.
"Yes. Here."
Cale took a book from the bookshelf next to it.
It looked like an extremely ordinary book.
Neither very old nor new, a fairly common book.
Creak.
Following the memories of Duke Hinpa, remembering the sound he heard in those memories.
Cale placed the book on the third row of the five-level bookshelf, more or less on the left.
Creak.
He heard the sound of his memories.
Click.
With a small sound, the empty bookshelf moved.
And a staircase going down appeared.
The archives had one floor above ground and a basement.
"I'll stay here."
The Heavenly Demon offered to stay.
"Let's go."
Cale and Alberu went down to the basement.
There weren't many steps.
They soon reached the basement.
'It's like in the memories.'
The moment Cale entered the hidden place.
<You have reached the hidden place.>
The mission sent a notification.
Buzz.
And a strange sound was heard.
'Huh?'
Turning his head, Cale could see Alberu's uncomfortable expression.
"Wow."
Cale admired.
"Ugh."
Alberu sighed.
"Why is this happening suddenly?"
A bright light erupted from the Sword of the Sun and enveloped Alberu.
A handsome young man with golden hair and bright blue eyes.
"You look like a hero!"
Cale gave a thumbs up with a smile, and Alberu closed his eyes tightly.
Cale didn't have time to keep teasing, so he moved.
"It seems that the Sword of the Sun is reacting because there are many things related to the God of Chaos here."
With those words, Cale moved, following Duke Hinpa's memories.
The basement of the archives was different from the upper floor.
Five altars.
On them were five records.
"Is it the power of the God of Chaos?"
Cale nodded at Alberu's words.
"As always, you noticed."
Cale's steps stopped in one place.
A record written in strange characters.
<You have found a record related to 'Fear'.>
The Fear of Chaos.
It was the record needed to activate that skill.
Cale took it.
"Ugh!"
And he stopped.
"What's wrong?"
Alberu approached Cale.
But Cale was focused on the record.
It's the power of Chaos.
As the Cheapskate said, the moment he took the record.
Spark.
Cale felt a strange energy going up his fingers.
Ding!
A new message appeared in the mission window.
<Resistance has occurred.>
But soon a new message followed.
<As you are the possessor of a power (1), the resistance has been dissolved.>
Power.
"It's the power of the saint."
The Fear of Chaos.
Although it was inactive, Cale had this power.
That's why he knew he could take this record of 'Fear'.
Cale lifted the record.
The record, completely separated from the altar, looked ordinary, but a subtle energy was felt.
Like when the God of Chaos made Cale feel fear.
That energy was felt slightly in this record, but.
'It's going to be broken today.'
This record was destined to be destroyed today.
Cale put it in his pocket indifferently.
"Ugh!"
But a groan was heard.
And he was surprised.
"...What is this?"
Alberu Crossman.
He was crouched, grabbing the scabbard of the sword.
"The, the sword-"
The scabbard was trembling, and Alberu was holding it tightly.
Cale remembered the record he had in his pocket and looked at Alberu crouched, then came to a conclusion.
"It must be like the saint."
Saint Jack.
As a saint of the cult of the God of the Sun, he trembled when he wanted to purify certain energies, such as dead mana.
Alberu must have been in a similar situation.
"It seems that the Sword of the Sun wants to eliminate all traces of the God of Chaos here."
Alberu, instead of answering, crouched and hugged the scabbard.
It was a pitiful image, but.
"Cheer up."
Cale encouraged him sincerely.
"This is ridiculous."
Cale ignored Alberu's words and went to another altar.
<You have found a record related to 'Purification'.>
To be exact, 'Purification of Chaos'.
In Duke Hinpa's memories, this was correct.
It was the record that would save Choi Jung Gun from the corruption of chaos.
Spark.
<Resistance has occurred.> <As you are the possessor of a power (1), the resistance has been dissolved.>
Cale put the record containing the purification ritual in his pocket.
'With this, I can save Choi Jung Gun.'
He had obtained the two records he was looking for.
"Are you done?"
Alberu, who was struggling to contain the scabbard, asked.
"Hmm."
But Cale didn't answer and looked around for a moment.
An empty space.
A space with only five altars.
Steps.
Cale moved.
'Pleasure.'
<You have found a record related to 'Pleasure'.>
Steps.
<You have found a record related to 'Corruption'.>
And the last altar.
<You have found a record related to '@($*%'.>
"Huh?"
Cale's eyes sparkled.
The last one.
The record on the innermost altar had characters that the game system couldn't interpret.
"Ohhh."
A strange light shone in Cale's eyes.
"Wow."
Alberu's sigh didn't reach Cale.
"Yes. Since we're here."
Cale extended his hand towards the other three records.
Spark.
He got the one of Corruption.
Spark.
And the one of Pleasure.
'Doing this doesn't mean I'll get the power of these records.'
The saint or the members of the cult of the God of Chaos could use these powers without the records, but.
'But you never know.'
It's better to take everything you can when you have the chance.
Cale extended his hand towards the record with indecipherable characters.
Crackle~
He felt a strong shock, different from the previous ones, but...
'Hmm.'
Even so, there wasn't much resistance, and the record came into his hands.
After putting all the records in his pocket, Cale told Alberu.
"Let's go."
"Yes."
By then, Alberu was already standing calmly, with the scabbard at his side.
It seemed that the Sword of the Sun had calmed down.
"It took longer than I thought."
As Alberu said, it had been more than 40 minutes.
Only 20 minutes remained before the agreed time.
"Since the ritual hasn't started yet, there won't be anyone coming here in the next 20 minutes."
Based on Duke Hinpa's memories, Cale determined that there would be no visitors to the archives.
'If the ritual starts and the Night of Pleasure begins, the saint might come here, but.'
Even if they discovered the state of the guards and the hidden guards at that time, it wouldn't matter.
'And will they have time for that?'
Today, the saint will probably be busy.
Because the sanctuary will collapse.
"Hmm."
Before leaving the archives, Cale remembered what he had to do.
'The divine artifact. And the saint.'
In terms of priority, the divine artifact came first.
If he couldn't see the saint beforehand, there was nothing to do.
Anyway, he would see him when the ritual began.
"But, isn't there information about the location of the divine artifact in Duke Hinpa's memories?"
Cale smiled mysteriously at Alberu's question.
"Ah, that."
Sniff. Sniff.
For a while now.
"There's a way."
Sniff. Sniff.
Someone had been continuously smelling.
"Follow me."
Sniff. Sniff.
The Sound of the Wind.
The thief had been smelling strongly for a while now.
A being that could detect divine artifacts like a ghost.
It's not far.
The Sound of the Wind spoke in an excited voice.
Over there.
Cale moved in the direction the Sound of the Wind indicated.
