VIP Chapter 439
“Achoo.”
In Lis’s room, Will sneezed several times before stopping.
Lis had no intention of staying. After leading Will into the room, she went to her own room to sleep.
So far, only Iaar, the all-night specialist, remained. Of course, it might also be because her true form was now a “dragon,” as she still appeared quite energetic.
“What’s wrong? Did you catch a cold because you didn’t cover yourself well last night?”
Iaar offered a remark that sounded like something a “grandmother” would say.
“Uh… perhaps someone was talking about me…?”
“Are you referring to those two girls outside?”
“Probably… maybe?”
“Hmm, speaking of which…” Iaar entered the room, seemingly no longer as rushed as before. She poured herself a cup of hot tea and also prepared one for Will. “Aren’t you afraid that those two will start fighting outside?”
“Pfft.”
Will almost spat out the water he was about to drink.
“Teacher Iaar, why do you suddenly ask this?”
“Although polygamy is not uncommon even in this era, based on my experience, most people find it difficult to handle such relationships. The love between those two is clearly too intense. Out of personal interest, I want to know what you will do next?”
“This…”
Will wondered why Iaar was saying all this before telling him the decoded content, but he didn’t intend to avoid the question.
“Hmph, I don’t have any particular thoughts.” He leaned back in his chair and adjusted his monocle. “It’s not wrong to be liked, is it? Moreover…”
He looked at the hot air rising from his teacup. It had dissipated a bit since being poured, allowing him to see his reflection in the cup.
“Love itself is about giving and receiving. As long as I give enough in return, more than them, satisfying whatever they desire, it can last forever, right?”
Iaar realized he wasn’t answering her when he said that.
It was more like he was making a vow to himself, an answer to his own heart.
In his eyes, half deep blue and half purple, there was no deception or hypocrisy at all, only an excessive amount of confidence.
“A rare individual. Encountering a bottomless pit and choosing to fill it with a never-ending river—is it overly bold, or overly confident?”
Iaar took a sip of her tea and then placed a rolled-up piece of paper on the table.
“Ah? What’s this? The ultimate secret of this dungeon this time?”
“It seems your concern for the current situation and the dungeon outweighs your concern for those women. Hmm… let’s just say it’s a potion I specially developed to strengthen your ability to ‘satisfy others’ a bit.”
“Uh…?”
Will awkwardly opened the paper.
“Teacher Iaar, this thing was phased out a hundred years ago due to insufficient efficacy, and a new one was developed.”
As soon as Will saw the first few lines, he understood.
Of course, he had seen it many times before, usually from cheap street vendors and unofficial item shops in the Adventurer’s Guild.
“What?!”
This was the first time Will had seen a trace of shock on Iaar’s usually calm face.
No…
It was more like she was “greatly hit”?
Even though she was from five hundred years ago, she was still that witch. It seemed she couldn’t accept that her potion was weaker—even if it was just a potion for added flavor.
However, Iaar now was just like someone in modern times taking out chocolate and saying it’s the best aphrodisiac.
While chocolate was historically used for such purposes, it wasn’t effective enough anymore!
“Oh my, oh my. After all… the speed at which humans improve and progress in their pursuit of pleasure, if even a tenth of that effort was put into Ancient Magic, it would likely have been fully researched by now.”
“… Pretend this never happened. I’ll give you a better one in a few days.”
“Wait—although you say that, I might actually… within these few days…”
It was too late.
Iaar reached out, touched the paper, and it burned to ashes.
“Ah…”
“Let’s talk business.”
Iaar’s shift in demeanor was incredibly fast as she walked to the blackboard.
“Alright… what exactly did you translate? And… was this book truly written by Reviers himself?”
“Let’s address the first conclusion.”
Iaar remained very rational. She taped the page to the blackboard and then picked up her pointer to tap it.
“Yes. The author of this book is undoubtedly Reviers herself. This also suggests that the entire dungeon was constructed by Reviers based on this book—just as we hypothesized before.”
“First question, why are you so sure?”
“Because the key clue that decodes this book was precisely provided by Reviers herself.”
Iaar picked up a copy of the “Bible” from the table.
Of course, for a long time, Will had felt that there were probably no “gods” in this world, and perhaps the person Reviers was a fabrication.
This “Bible” was likely a text fabricated by the Church to control people’s minds.
But…
If everything obtained from the dungeon was real, then undoubtedly, this “Bible” was also…
“The song in this book, ‘
“!? ”
Although he was a priest, Will, who had never actually believed in this Goddess, discovered his blind spot.
“If you interpret its melody slightly using cryptography, you can decipher the parts that were previously thought to be gibberish.”
“I understand. The song is very long, and to think of using it as a code and writing it into the
Iaar shook her head.
“That point is probably just a coincidence. She didn’t want this book to be understood, but perhaps she was also afraid of forgetting… so she used the song as a code. But she didn’t expect it to be connected because of the
“Oh, because the
Will mulled over the phrasing, finding it strange.
“Precisely. To solve this problem, first, Will… we must treat this book as an ‘Operation Manual’ or ‘Instruction Manual’ for constructing an ideal dungeon system.”
Iaar’s analogies always seemed to revolve around academic research.
But this way, Will could grasp the concept somewhat.
“The reason for using this analogy is that there is more practical content than analysis here, isn’t that right?”
After all, the title of the book was “Plan,” not “Research.”
The Reviers who wrote this book built according to it, rather than using it to prove something that already existed.
Therefore, she would naturally focus on practice in this book, not the reasons or analysis.
“Correct. Now, for the second question. Will, I feel you know a lot about dungeons. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have asked what was at the deepest level when you’re not a God-Attuned.”
“Ahaha… that’s a personal interest. Aren’t there many adventurers interested in this?”
Will twirled the pen in his hand.
He had intended to take notes, but Iaar seemed to be guiding him step-by-step to understand, so there was no need to write anything down.
Besides, taking notes on an instruction manual seemed rather odd.
“It’s just, you previously said this question… was meaningless? Was it because you had already read this book then?”
