His breath hitched in his throat. He'll learn the name and use of this mysterious technique after claiming the place. Still, he took a deep inhale, forcing his drumming heart to calm down.
'Nothing's sure yet. The projection could have lied to tempt me into the library.'
He shook his head. His plans wouldn't change until he saw the technique. At worst, he would inherit the sun-grade ones. No, it could even be better.
'What would happen if I throw dozens in the fusion pool?' His fists tightened in anticipation. 'The result would definitely reach that unknown grade!'
He rolled his eyes, clapping himself mentally as he left the room. 'Good job. You're more excited than earlier, fool.'
His mind wandered to find something to calm down. 'Thinking about the pool, my four grimoires should end their fusion in a few hours. I'll check it after gathering the clues.'
