In the darkness, the Ghost Valley Knight moved straight ahead, slicing through the office door of the dean with his sword, his gaze immediately locking onto the various tomes of blue, purple, and green.
"The Book of Silver Radiance," "Rite of the Abyssal Pyre," "Chaos Nemesis," and "Twilight Tome"… Such precious books containing special Spirit Energy, just their mere existence was extremely unique and coveted, sat on the bookshelf to the left of the dean's office desk.
Ian stepped forward, without hesitation he packed all the books and took them away—he even carried a large, seemingly lightweight sack with him, clearly intended for the spoils of his venture.
[Actually, if you wanted to know the knowledge in these books, you could have just asked me, I have them all memorized…]
