In front of Jason, the book given by the old knight had these clear words written on it—
“Every secret technique has its own characteristics!”
“Different secret techniques can complement each other or may even conflict!”
“But there is one exception to this rule!”
“It does not conflict with any other secret techniques, nor does it provide any assistance.”
“That is: the Flash Technique!”
“The initial Flash Technique appeared in the Duyi School of learning, where it was used as a sort of entrance test; later, in the Dur School, it was developed and elevated to a secret technique that could assist in attacks.”
“Of course, most of the time, it’s just used for illumination.”
When each secret technique advanced to a higher level, there naturally came greater changes.
He had saved up more satiety, just in case.
“Flash Technique”, a touch was enough!
Start with the easy, then proceed to the difficult.
After quickly learning the “Flash Technique” using the satiety, Jason glanced at the sun that had fully risen above the horizon.
In the glow of the sunrise, the already ripe wheat looked even more golden, several scarecrows stood erect, dutifully fulfilling their responsibilities, farmers had begun to patrol their fields, and further afield, hunters had already teamed up and set out.
Bustling with vibrant life.
A far cry from the gloom and bizarre atmosphere of the night.
Jason raised his hand to completely extinguish the kerosene lamp, adjusted his sitting position, and stretched his bent legs out on the lion-fur rug, leaning against the side of the carriage so he could relax completely.
Then, he continued to flip through the book gifted by the old nobleman, which he held in his hands.
He began to study the contents in detail, as he had previously planned.
From sunrise to sunset.
From country paths to bustling cities.
For three consecutive days, Jason did not leave the carriage except for necessary activities like eating.
This made Coachman Peters admire him, while also doubting his initial assumptions once again.
From what he knew about ‘Bear Tower’, aside from some of the older members, most found it hard to study books, while those from ‘Snake Pit’ loved reading.
Just as the people from ‘Wolf Fortress’ loved to play cards.
This had almost become an important proof for identifying each other.
Of course, everyone hides.
Especially in this era where gunpowder is on the rise, and schools are in decline.
If one does not know how to hide…
It truly is a disaster waiting to happen.
“Maybe this is also a form of hiding?”
“Of Griffin Camp origin.”
“Hiding ‘Bear Tower’ background, and at the same time, books could make people overlook ‘Bear Tower’.”
“Because nobody would associate book reading with the once ‘Mad Bears’.”
Peters speculated in his heart.
Then he did not forget his responsibilities as a coachman.
“Sir, we will reach Taor by the afternoon,” he said.
“We need to replenish water and food.”
“The carriage needs cleaning and the horses require at least a half-day’s complete rest.”
Peters knocked on the small window behind him to inform Jason.
He left the professional matters to the professional; after three days of acquaintance, Jason had already affirmed that Peters was a competent coachman. Although he might have some secrets, who in this world did not have secrets? Not to mention him, an ‘outsider’ who had just taken up the position of ‘Secret Keeper’.
With Jason’s consent, Peters sped up the carriage.
Just as Peters had said, they entered Taor punctually in the afternoon.
Under the watchful eyes of the patrolling guards, Peters presented ‘Delin Carriages’ documentation, and then the carriage passed through the low, semi-circular archway into the cobblestone-paved streets, lined with buildings three to four stories high, with contrasting triangular roofs and chimneys aplenty.
Jason’s gaze swept across these buildings, and he couldn’t help comparing them with ‘Lorde’.
Undoubtedly, Lorde was somewhat more prosperous.
As for ‘Nightless City’?
Jason would never compare any city to that location.
Because that place was just ‘too terrible’.