This sword art was known for its complicated and graceful strokes that were difficult to learn and refine. Although in many people’s hands it was more like a special dance, it was an extremely clever and superior sword technique if one could learn it well.
It could even be used as a step to improve their social status and gain the appreciation of a great figure in the royal family.
Therefore, like a symbol of high society, this sword technique was highly sought after by the nobles in the palace and even the ladies of various families, and its spread was limited to the upper class.
Even with Gull’s capacity as a colonel of the navy, when explaining the sword technique to Alvin, he was unable to teach him a complete version, and could only briefly explain the characteristics of the sword technique and how to deal with it.
To Alvin.
It was obvious that if the thief, who had an exceptional background and was proficient in the Palace Sword Technique, would try to steal something from the navy’s supply ship, he must be involved in a lot of troublesome things. If Alvin caught him, there would only be more trouble!
So Alvin chose to close one eye and let the thief go.
“Let’s just see what this guy has stolen, shall we?” Alvin could not help but feel curiosity in his heart. Something that could make a character like “Zoro” come out to steal it personally must not be ordinary.
Opening the black cloth bag to take a look.
It looked like a big package, but what was inside was not precious cultivation resources or possessions like Alvin had imagined, but layers and layers of tightly wrapped cloth.
“What the heck, do you need to pack your stolen goods so tightly?”
It was not until Alvin unpacked the layers of black cloth and the tough, brown wrapping paper inside that he finally found a flat wooden box at the bottom.
After destroying the small lock on the box, Alvin finally saw the true nature of the mysterious loot.
It was a book with a black leather cover, but its appearance was somewhat disappointing. There were even some colorful dye stains on the ugly old cover, which made it look like it had been found in a garbage dump.
“A d*mn book?”
However, Alvin felt that it was getting increasingly harder to understand that strange “Zoro”.
He had taken a huge risk to go personally to the navy’s supply ship to steal this inexplicable book instead of the valuable potions, the high-grade pocket watches of the officers, or the soldiers’ pay and provisions in the store. Either “Zoro” was out of his mind or this book was out of this world!
So Alvin thought there must be some secrets, and decided to keep the book for now and see how the supply ship would react tomorrow before deciding what to do with it.
He threw away all the trivial packing materials, only wrapping the book with a black cloth as he carried it in his arms.
As soon as he got back to the naval base, a group of sailors who were still waiting there surrounded him, and Gary, who had been sobered up by the cool breeze, asked him, “Boss, how was it? Did you catch up to the thief?”
“He got away.” Alvin shook his head. He was technically not lying.
He then noticed the lights on the supply ship, and it looked like the sailors on duty above had noticed that something was wrong as well.
Noticing the look in Alvin’s eyes, Gary explained, “Boss, the men on the supply ship came down just now, and should have returned to inventory the store now. I’ll go tell them we did not manage to catch up to the thief, and we’re not to blame for this.”
“Well, you cooperate with them here, and don’t forget to tell me if they’re missing anything from the inventory.”
“Don’t worry, Boss.” Gary thought Alvin was just curious like him and did not think much of it.
…
Back at his rented house, Alvin could not sleep at that moment, so he simply turned on the gas lamp, brought out the book in his arms, and sat down at the desk to look through it.
After flipping through two pages, Alvin discovered that it was actually a pharmacology notebook. Because he had to run the apothecary in Leopold, Alvin had learned pharmacology from Grandpa Leo very early on, and even got a pharmacist certificate. Paired with his medical knowledge from his previous life, Alvin was not a layman in pharmacology.
“Improved painkillers, diarrhoea medication, and ointment to stop bleeding…”
According to his experience, although most of the medicines were very good, they were only simple medicines to cure some common, minor ailments, and their grades were similar to that of the Fish Booster invented by Grandpa Leo.
They were of some value, but definitely not valuable enough to make Mr. “Zoro”, who had an exceptional background, spend so much effort to steal it.
Alvin did not discover anything special for the time being, so he looked at the improved potion at the front of the book with great interest. As a registered pharmacist, he was also very attracted by the wondrous ideas revealed in the various improved prescriptions.
After all, pharmacology was very useful knowledge in this era, and Alvin and Butler Leo had made use of this skill to live rather comfortably in Leopold previously. He did not want to completely forget that knowledge.
Furthermore, the three most important building blocks of the path of the Knight, breathing techniques, sword techniques, and potions, were also closely related to pharmacology. In fact, he had already gathered most of the ingredients for the Black Ocean Potion he needed to break through to the Official Knight stage and was preparing to brew the potion himself.
At this time, Pharmacology became even more important.
Flip–
Flip–
The pages turned, and as Alvin read the book attentively, the flame of the gas lamp on the table slowly diminished, then suddenly disappeared completely, and the room was plunged into darkness.
“Unlucky, the gas lamp just has to run out of fuel at this timing. So be it, I’ll go to sleep and read it tomorrow.” The small accident ruined Alvin’s interest in reading and he discovered that it was already very late. Even though the Silver Wing had no missions for the next few days, he still had to wake up early to cultivate.
Putting the pharmacology notebook back on the table, Alvin was just about to get up and close the curtain next to him when he suddenly noticed that under the moonlight penetrating through the window, one of the notebook’s pages also reflected the cool and faint moonlight.
Thump! Alvin’s heart beat furiously as he felt that he might have discovered the book’s hidden secret.
Carefully flipping open the glowing page, a few lines of small, light blue words appeared in the blank space where a formula had been written originally.
However, these lines were not in the common language of the Tulip Alliance, but in an Extraordinary script called Spirit Language or Carthaginian.
This was an ancient language that had existed since knowledge of the Extraordinary spread in the world. Some said it was the language of the gods, while others said it was the language of an ancient civilization from the previous epoch.
Even the most learned scholars were not sure of its true origin, but it was true that strange powers existed in this script.
For this reason, it had been a unified script used to record Extraordinary powers in the world of the Extraordinary by the various countries on the continent for a very long time.
Being from a family of orthodox Extraordinary knights, Alvin naturally learnt the language as well, which was one of the origins of his proficient-level writing in his abilities panel.
“A new type of potion? Potion of Revelation?”
Although what was recorded in the Carthaginian language was still a kind of prescription for a potion, Alvin did not dare to underestimate it. After all, anything that could be recorded in the Extraordinary language would definitely be quite powerful even if it was not Extraordinary-level.
Thinking about the strange changes of this notebook under the moonlight, Alvin guessed that as long as he could make the Potion of Revelation, he would have the key to uncover the deeper secrets of this book.
“What a shame!”
The prescription was not complex, and the required ingredients were quite common. It was a shame that Alvin did not possess any of the ingredients at the moment.
He could only keep the notebook carefully and go to bed full of anticipation. He decided to go to the apothecary to buy the ingredients for the potion first thing in the morning tomorrow. If not, he would have no mood to do anything else.