Chapter 70 Brian's gaze brightened.
Brian's gaze brightened.
Not long after plundering the White Dragon Mother's treasure, he acquired an even greater hoard, which was brought to him effortlessly. This fortuitous gain made Brian elated and cheerful.
Meanwhile, Amos's heart pounded as he looked nervously at Brian, knowing that their fate was being decided at this moment.
Staring at Amos, Brian, in a good mood, finally said slowly, "Swear."
Unlike the chromatic Evil Dragons, Brian's temperament was more aligned with that of a true Time Dragon, leaning toward neutrality and prioritizing his own interests over mindless slaughter and destruction.
Amos was initially stunned, then his face lit up with a mix of joy and relief.
After taking the oath, Lilith who had fainted, was awakened and, still groggy, swore by the God of Light.
In Noah Continent, swearing by the existing deities would bring divine retribution and curses upon breaking the oath, which had severe consequences.
"Roy, escort them out of my territory."
Following Brian's command, the Arctic Ice Spirit approached the two children, carrying them away as instructed by Brian.
Later on, Brian returned to his Ice Cliff Dragon's Lair with his newfound wealth.
Dropping off the frozen, uneaten Limen mammoth as a reward for Tancred the Conqueror, he returned to his Dragon's Lair.
Within the Ice Cliff Dragon's Lair, Brian's eyes gleamed as he inspected the space ring.
The small, bright white ring was sized for a human finger. It couldn't fit Brian at all, being not even as large as one of his dragon scales.
After a few seconds, he uttered an incantation and focused his mind on the ring.
Ripples of spatial energy erupted, and a myriad of items tumbled out, forming a small pile within moments.
Brian was unfamiliar with the items, which consisted largely of magical materials—various plants, biological tissues, stones engraved with runes—all preserved in excellent condition.
Besides, what intrigued Brian the most were the magical gems, gold coins stamped with tulip designs, and the dozen or so thick journals.
He poured the magical gems and gold coins onto his ice crystal bed, pleased to find that they covered the bed, though only in a thin layer.
Taking a deep breath of the cold air, Brian felt the denser elemental energy invigorate him, his blood circulation seemingly accelerating.
He laid on his rocky treasure bed, carefully placing the confusing magical materials back into the space ring, which he then set at the bed's edge.
With the dozen journals beside him, Brian picked up the first one cautiously and began reading.
The journal detailed the high-level old Mage's insights into the School of Evocation spells, especially various fireball spells, which occupied a significant portion of the writings. Other types were briefly mentioned.
The writings' obsessive focus on fireball spells puzzled Brian, but he read on with increasing interest.
As time ticked by, Brian read the journal word by word, gradually deepening his understanding of the School of Evocation spells, especially the fireball spells, memorizing many fundamental runes and incantations.
After finishing the first journal, he moved on to the second, then the third...
His face was serious and focused, mixed with the joy of gaining more knowledge.
After three uninterrupted days of research, Brian exhaled slowly, closing the final journal with a lingering sense of satisfaction.
There were sixteen journals in total.
Eleven contained the old Mage's lifetime spell insights and understanding of the School of Evocation, which greatly benefited Brian.
However, what truly delighted him were the remaining five.
If these five journals were ever revealed, they would undoubtedly cause a fierce struggle among the Evocation Magi of Noah Continent.
They were filled with a plethora of high-tier fireball spell variants above the seventh level, including three types of ninth-level fireball spells, with spell models dense with complex and profound runes that made Brian feel dizzy and lightheaded.
"The value of these journals surpasses all other items combined."
Though he had memorized the content, Brian carefully stored them all away.
Then, closing his eyes slightly, he used his mental power to slowly outline in his mind a spell model resembling a blazing fireball.
