When the Young Count finished examining the surroundings, he found himself next to Blood Stones possessing the size of two hands; he was waiting for a few seconds in front of each one and rapidly passing to the other.
"There are twenty techniques, all more interesting than the other, and the most interesting one is that I already possess one of them!"
Count Jashua's lips curled upwards mischievously; in his mind was a parade of scenes from the fight inside the sixth circle.
"Blood Frequency!"
By adding vibration at a certain frequency to the blood energy, it neutralizes all other essence materializations.
"It is not exactly the same but the tiny sonic booms I added to my blood energy do the same job!"
Count Jashua had used this combined technique while defeating the youth of the First Sheikh in the Sixth Circle, and when he examined the secret techniques, he saw almost all of them were formed this way, by integrating another technique into blood energy.
"Let's see what else I can do?"
Count Jashua was in favor of using his time to the end; while the two people carefully read the explanations of the secret techniques, one person hadn't entered inside despite having the right, he was standing indifferently next to the man in his seat.
He didn't take his eyes off the person in the red robe for a moment, but whatever he did, the person across him was as if he wasn't even aware of his existence.
"Aren't you going to say anything?"
Alis spoke for the first time after almost half an hour passed; despite this, Anticuado didn't turn and look at him. The attitude of the middle-aged man wasn't in a style that could be called ignoring, it was as if he was disregarding Alis's existence.
The silent waiting started again; while these moments were experienced outside, the red-haired girl was on the eve of making a decision in the area she wandered inside.
"I think I will choose this one!"
Taking a last look at the barrier around the tablet-shaped blood stone she stood in front of and taking a deep breath, she reached her hand inside. Nora didn't hit any obstacle; while taking the technique everything was proceeding smoothly when suddenly a red light explosion occurred.
When Nora opened her eyes, she found herself in front of Anticuado; when she looked at her hand in panic, she couldn't see the technique stone she wanted to take.
"What is happening?"
The red-haired girl got angry; since Anticuado knew the question came to him, he answered calmly.
"Think of the technique, call out to it!"
Tilting her head to the left, Nora looked at the middle-aged man; from her attitude, it was obvious she thought she was being made fun of.
"I couldn't take the stone!"
As soon as she said it, various images started flowing into her brain; many images passing by where she saw herself with a bow in her hand were coming and going.
"You took everything necessary, you just need to remember them and apply them with your body!"
The Holy Blood Sect was proving once more that it didn't take the title of being the most eccentric one even among the others in vain. Here there was nothing like a free lunch; even the manuals of the secret techniques they gained the right to were full of mystery.
"Since you took your technique you can enter the Inner Circle Library, those possessing Inner Circle authority have no time limit, if you don't come out you are thrown out automatically at the end of the day!"
Anticuado pointed to the same transparent door with his hand; the place to go was different but the same door was used for passing. Not minding this detail, Nora proceeded until Count Jashua suddenly appeared in front of her.
When the Young Count looked around tossing his head from one side to the other, Nora understood he shared the same fate as her.
"Since you are finished too you can accompany your friend, this time you will go to the same place!"
Anticuado pointed to the door again; Nora and Count Jashua were looking at Alis, but the middle-aged man's attitude was as if he wanted them to go as soon as possible.
Alis wasn't looking at them; experiencing his ashamed attitude within himself, he had focused on the ground. Count Jashua went ahead but Nora stayed a while longer and watched the white-haired youth.
Then, filling her lungs with a deep breath, she continued on her way; she had left the sad-looking Alis behind.
A few breaths right after entering through the transparent door, when her feet stepped on the ground again, she found Count Jashua's broad back in front of her; the Young Count was waiting for her.
Slipping past him she started walking; an area a hundred steps long appeared in front of her. When she turned her head to the right she saw the mezzanines; there were three floors stacked on top of each other and actually, this was the whole trick of the structure.
A wide empty space in the middle, mezzanines extending along its four walls were the only detail reflecting the interior architecture. In the part of the three-story library where long shelves were, there was an empty space enough for one person to pass; the width of the mezzanines was barely one step.
For this reason, a few people lifting their heads and looking at them together with their arrival had sat cross-legged in the wide empty space on the ground floor. There were no shelves on the bottom floor; four walls and a hard floor were the most prominent features of the floor.
"What kind of place did we fall into, if this is the Inner Circle Library woe to the others!"
Count Jashua accompanied Nora's words laughing; together they walked towards the narrow stairs going up to the first floor. The stairs were in a style allowing only one person to move too; when she came to its head, Nora checked upstairs.
Seeing it was empty, she took her first step, but right at this time, someone in her thirties leaning her back against the wall leaped up and roared.
They were going to be attacked and weren't ready to meet this. Despite this, they passed to a defense state but a little later they understood this was unnecessary. The woman in the black robe swung the iron marbles in her hand forward and returned to the place she sat again.
Nora and Count Jashua's eyes were on the marbles proceeding at top speed in the air; when the metals taking the color of blood hit the opposite wall, a big noise broke out. Such big holes opened on the wall as if the ones hitting weren't metallic marbles but heavy cannonballs.
Their areas of effect were quite wide, but their real impressive feature was the path they covered towards the inside of the wall. They had plunged inside opening holes almost an arm's length; Nora hadn't seen this much destruction power even in the weapons the enemy used in the last war.
The trump weapons of Hank, possessing the title of the youngest supreme architect in history, could only surpass these marbles numerically; as destruction power, they couldn't come near them.
Actually, there was one more thing Nora didn't know; the wall repairing itself slowly wasn't ordinary either. There was a mountain of difference between carrying out such destruction on it and killing orcs protected only with their shields.
When they went upstairs after the little show, Nora turned back and asked Count Jashua the question on her mind for a while.
"Which one did you choose?"
When the red-haired girl asked about the technique he wanted to learn, she encountered an answer she didn't expect at all; Count Jashua took his hand to his head and was playing with his hair.
"Is it okay if I don't tell, I want it to be a surprise?"
Nora threw a glance out of the corner of her eye at the young boy like a mountain, then rapidly walked towards the stairs of the second floor.
"I have no time to deal with you, do whatever you want!"