This rare explanation is strikingly similar to the previous one, which wasn't complicated.
The Spirit Book chose to be brief and to the point at two critical monts. Was this sothing it had already anticipated? Igor was filled with confusion; the previous uncomplicated instance was excusable, but now this rarity--is it just fooling people?
Everyone knows that this thing is rare. If it were everywhere, would there be any need for such a grand discussion? Certainly not. Things that are ubiquitous don't require much discussion because conclusions were long established by our predecessors, and such things just need to be perfected and refurnished.
Rare, huh, rare. The more Igor thought about it, the angrier he beca. This Spirit Book, true to its nature, consistently behaves unreliably, repeatedly falling short of others' expectations.
"Sigh!" A resigned Igor could only let out a long sigh. He had experienced such things multiple tis, yet failing to learn the lesson was his own defeat.
He couldn't bla the Spirit Book because it was his mistake; he shouldn't have placed his trust in sothing inherently unreliable. So all he could do was sigh and shift his focus away from the Spirit Book.
Igor stopped discussing with the Spirit Book and turned to seriously listen to the discussions of the monsters. He now felt these predecessors were a bit more reliable; the Spirit Book was really just a decoration...
This change gave the Spirit Book an excellent opportunity; it finally had a chance to fulfill that process, that brewing process of answering others' questions, the process most afraid of external influence.
With no one disturbing it, the Spirit Book could quietly pursue mories, then piece together fragnts until a complete picture was perfectly presented and the answer was nearly revealed. If the fragnts couldn't form a complete image, it indicated that the mory it bore didn't include that part, making it impossible to answer the corresponding question.
This is the skill of the Spirit Book, pursuing the original author's mories.
Currently, this Spirit Book is pursuing Lord Soron's mory of all the wizard robes. It had already chased after the mories about the Wizard Robe System, selectively excluding many details because, at that ti, the focus was on the main frawork, not on those details.
Now, it just needs to pull out these details again.
These things often arise unintentionally; it's not like they pop up imdiately just because you want them. mories aren't like written notes you can directly turn to; mories need to be traced, gradually finding the source.
Igor temporarily didn't understand this principle because he hadn't lived long enough to comprehend certain things. Only after experiencing them can one understand how painful tracing mories can be.
Especially when searching for certain details...
But the Spirit Book cannot tire of this; it was ant to do this kind of thing. Even if it were painful, it must endure it—of course, it can't really feel that pain, because it's just a book after all.
Igor was entirely imrsed in the monsters' debate, leaving the Spirit Book alone, sifting through fragnt by fragnt.
The Spirit Book was always curious during this process, wondering why the owner of this wizard robe seed so frightened and anxious.
At that mont, Biggs was too anxious to speak. She had just been following along with everyone, learning the history of wizard robes, and was quite shocked. But upon learning that the Wizard Robe System was a mark of judging a wizard, she beca even more flustered.
Because in her eyes, her wizard robe was completely outside the Wizard Robe System! The existing Wizard Robe System has only Black Robes, Gray Robes, White Robes, and Holy Robes—no flashing wizard robes! Her current wizard robe was entirely outside the Wizard Robe System!
What does this signify?
Doesn't this an she's now also outside the Wizard Robe System? Clearly, that's an outco she cannot accept.
If this were true, it would an she's not even a wizard. Initially, she thought she might just fall to the level of a Dark Wizard; who would have thought she'd end up not even being a Dark Wizard, being nothing at all.
She couldn't accept this—couldn't accept being less than a Dark Wizard, to a greater degree than she couldn't accept the identity of a Dark Wizard.
She couldn't imagine not being a wizard...
This was the source of her fear, and it was a reason difficult for others to detect. Such fear increasingly reveals one's anxious mindset, and prolonged anxiety becos apparent on the face, clearly evident.
The Spirit Book was curious as to why this witch looked downcast, worrying about this wizard robe, which couldn't possibly affect her Spirit Power.
What exactly is this person worried about?
In this instance, the Spirit Book had almost scraped together all the mory fragnts. It felt sowhat smug because it did want to see Igor's surprised expression. Despite its constant flattering of its master, truth was, at its core, it wasn't convinced of Igor.
The person ant to manipulate the Spirit Book shouldn't be a reckless young man; it should be soone experienced, yet here was Igor owning it—it was nearly inconceivable.
The Spirit Book, in any case, wanted to see Igor's surprised expression. But now, it had no way to draw the crowd's attention.
Because the group of monsters was intensely discussing, still about the Wizard Robe System; it didn't know what was so peculiar about this topic.
At present, it couldn't join the discussion, and even if it shouted loudly, no one would notice it, because it was just a book, with nothing special about it. A book trying to attract others' attention is inherently unlikely to be an easy task, especially when it's not even an outstanding book.
The Spirit Book thought for a while, deciding to exploit the wizard robe's owner to draw people's attention.
How to utilize it? It pondered and felt it should follow the witch's inclination, magnifying her fear to attract attention more easily...
Although the Spirit Book didn't know exactly why the witch was afraid, it understood part of the witch's fear certainly stemd from the wizard robe she wore. Grasping this key point, its task would be much more manageable.
All it needed was to drop a hint about the wizard robe in front of the witch, sure enough, enlarging her fear...
Thus the Spirit Book began murmuring to itself, confidently believing that although the fiercely debating monsters might not hear it, the Great Witch definitely would.
The Spirit Book felt assured about this now.
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