"These original books are left to you, sir."
The leading Wizard pointed to the bookshelf, "We have already copied the information, which is sufficient. These physical books might still conceal details that scanning can't fully capture, or they themselves may be a special medium, making them perfect for the Alchemist's research."
Jeming nodded, not declining the offer.
The medium of knowledge sometimes contains secrets, which is almost common sense for a Wizard.
Allowing him to have the physical books could be considered compensation in another way.
The three Wizards did not linger any longer and, with their rich harvest, swiftly withdrew along the way they came, eager to digest their gains and exchange them for military merits.
In the vast treasure vault, only Jeming and the silent Black Giant beside him remained.
The mountain of resources had been emptied, leaving only the heavy bookshelves and the lingering energy and Soul Crystal essence in the air.
