Campione: Strongest Godslayer!-Chapter 359: The Protagonist is Quite Knowledgeable

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For some reason, he felt a deep sense of pity for Alice. Perhaps it was because of her beauty, as pure as a narcissus, and the fact that she had endured a tragic childhood, yet still maintained her fragile strength.

Alice silently took the test tubes before her. At Haru’s words, her fingers trembled slightly.

She seemed to remember Haru comparing her and Aoko to a good child and a naughty child. His current actions, weren’t they similar to a parent rewarding a good child with candy?

Only, the candy was a thousand-year-old mysterious fairy tale familiar.

Alice shook her head slightly, dispelling the chaotic thoughts in her mind. She turned her head and looked at the smiling Haru beside her. A hint of warmth flashed in her black, pearl-like eyes. Vaguely, she saw the figure of a gentle man in his face.

Alice’s gaze went blank.

"Hey? What’s wrong, are you sick? The maid outfit I gave you this morning should be the warmest, right?"

Haru reached out and touched the young woman’s smooth forehead, a look of confusion on his face. "Your temperature is normal!"

The warm hand on her forehead instantly jolted Alice awake. She quickly lifted her slender arm, intending to swat it away.

But the moment she touched his hand, the force of her blow softened, changing from a swat to a grasp. She held his wrist, a hint of reluctance to let him go in her grip.

Haru was a little surprised. He looked at the Alice who was holding his wrist, and he was now truly bewildered. He felt as if he’d maxed out her affection for him.

This strange situation, of preparing for a long, hard struggle, only to find that the other party was already completely smitten with him, left Haru completely dumbfounded.

After holding his hand for a long moment, Alice, coming to her senses, suddenly remembered that the man before her was not her father. She quickly pulled his arm away.

In a flurry, Alice distanced herself, sitting back at the far right of the sofa, resuming the distant posture she’d had hours ago.

Haru’s eyelid twitched as he looked at Alice, who seemed to have fallen into a state of inexplicable shame. His lip twitched.

The atmosphere plunged into a strange silence.

Haru leaned back against the cushions again, looking at Alice, who was now staring at her own slender legs, and said with a hint of suspicion,

"Are you okay, Miss Kuonji?"

Alice’s mouth fell open, a look of hesitation on her face. Finally, in a voice as soft as a thread, she said, "You can just call me Alice."

Haru could now be certain. He had somehow, unconsciously, conquered Alice Kuonji.

After a moment’s thought, he tentatively said, "Alice?"

Alice nodded slightly, as if in response to his call, her dark eyes fixed on his face, as if waiting for him to continue.

"Well then, Alice. Have you been to the study?" Haru, his thoughts still in a jumble, asked nonchalantly.

Hearing him mention the study, Alice tilted her head slightly, as if wondering whether to tell him or not. After a long moment of thought, her face flushed slightly, and she shyly turned her head away.

"Uh..." Haru, who had been watching Alice’s face, was now completely smitten.

After a long moment of hesitation, Alice took a deep breath and, mustering her courage, said,

"The... grimoires in the study... can I read them?"

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Creak—! Squeak—!

Haru slowly pushed open the study door. As it opened, the secret patterns etched throughout the room began to glow faintly, and the invisible barrier rippled.

Alice Kuonji, sensing the barrier’s presence, looked at Haru’s back, her gaze flickering.

Unlike the perceptually dull Aoko Aozaki, she could clearly feel the presence of the invisible barrier enveloping the entire study.

Though the barrier had no trace of a fiery aura, and her sense of danger hadn’t reacted to it in the slightest, she didn’t believe the massive, despair-inducing amount of magical power it contained was just for show.

If any uninvited magus were to even think of entering the study, the sheer pressure of the magical power would likely shatter their soul.

"Come in, Alice." After pushing the door open, Haru gestured for her to enter.

Alice nodded slightly and, her slender legs hidden by the wide maid’s dress, she stepped into the study.

The moment she entered, Alice felt as if certain restraints had been shed. The magical power in her body felt incomparably light.

Noticing this strange phenomenon, Alice turned her head slightly, her dark eyes filled with a questioning gaze as she looked at Haru.

"Strangely... light," Alice whispered. She knew that this strange feeling was undoubtedly caused by Haru’s doing.

"Oh, you mean your magical power suddenly feels much lighter? That’s right." Haru, who had just used magic to create a series of tea utensils, didn’t turn his head. He began to brew tea as he spoke.

"Mm!" Alice nodded slightly, humming in affirmation, then took small steps towards the bookshelf that occupied an entire wall.

"That’s because the pressure of the Counter Force is gone. This study was created with Reality Marble technology. The books on the shelves are all manifestations of the magical knowledge in my mind. In a sense, this is a ’world’ of books."

Haru poured out the first steep of the tea leaves, his tone nonchalant, as if he were talking about something as insignificant as making a clay doll.

Alice stared blankly at the huge bookshelf before her. It was three meters high and ten meters long, neatly lined with all sorts of books, about a thousand of them.

However, she sensed a strange distortion on it. The young woman lifted her slender, graceful arm and gently placed it on the bookshelf.

The moment her fingertips touched the wooden shelf, her mind was filled with the image of billions of bookshelves in a parallel space. With a witch’s eye, she could naturally see that the books on those shelves were all magnificent, grimoire-level works.

Each grimoire was essentially the author’s academic work in a certain field, or even the culmination of a lifetime of research.

But here, they were as common as cabbages, though probably even more numerous.

"How many books... are there in total..." Alice turned her head, her delicate lips slightly parted, her voice a little hoarse.

"I haven’t counted." Haru, standing before the desk, froze, the teapot in his hand suspended in mid-air, a strange expression on his face.

These books were only a very small part of what Haru had read. Most of them were from the collection of the Dirac Heart, his cheat egg, which had analyzed the world.

It could be said that this library was a complete collection of the knowledge of all the worlds he had experienced, including the mysteries of divine authority and the evolution of world rules.

However, because the knowledge was so vast and difficult to read and understand, he preferred to capture the strong and use the egg’s infusion ability to quickly master it.

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