Super Righteous Player
Chapter 664 - 205 Annan’s Staff of Omniscience_1

Chapter 664: Chapter 205 Annan’s Staff of Omniscience_1

It was an utterly plain and tranquil narrative.

Ivan apologized to Annan with an expressionless face.

His pale ice-blue pupils were lifeless and merciless.

Yet no matter how Annan listened, it all sounded like silent wails...

Like driving a poisoned blade straight into the heart.

It was a lament that couldn’t even make a sound.

"I can’t even let you keep control over Winter’s Hand—I can only minimize the use of the scepter’s power, hoping they won’t realize that the Heart of Winter has lost control over Winter’s Hand...

"I know this won’t be easy, especially because you are so young. To suppress these seemingly loyal hands of winter will also become more difficult. But fortunately, you have gained the power of the Tyrant. If it becomes too hard to control, you can dominate one or two of them, then rely on them for indirect rule over the others.

"Don’t shun this power that can change the hearts of others... As long as it is power, it has its value. In fact, I also thought about inverting the scepter to use the power of the Tyrant, but I ultimately gave it up. I was mainly afraid I would become dependent on this power and worried that I would actually become a mad Tyrant.

"I hope you can understand... the year I took over the tri-colored scepter, I was only seventeen years old, fifteen years younger than your brother Dmitry is now, a year younger than your sister Maria and only three years older than you... Now it’s only two years older."

Ivan gazed calmly at Annan: "This scepter, this destiny, is your birthday gift.

"Happy Birthday, Annan."

"...Thank you, Father."

Annan was silent for quite a while before he took a deep breath and thanked him in a low voice.

It was only at this moment that he suddenly remembered—today seemed to be March 14th... It really was Annan’s birthday.

Annan himself had even forgotten about it.

After all, he had been in this world for less than a year, and his previous memories had already been wiped clean...

Strictly speaking, this was Annan’s first birthday in this world.

Annan vaguely felt something stirring in his heart.

The moment he captured that emotion, it seemed as if a light ignited in his eyes...

—No, it wasn’t just "seemed."

It wasn’t a metaphor.

Ivan saw, very clearly, pure light welling up in Annan’s eyes.

It was like the light seen when looking towards the only source of light, the ultimate exit, in a dark and lightless cave.

It was a light filled with hope—

...Was that the Light of the Chariot?

Ivan was also somewhat dazed.

"—Thank you."

Just as Ivan had repeated an apology, so did Annan take a deep breath and earnestly said thanks.

But he didn’t feel the slightest sadness.

He just raised his head, revealing a forthright smile: "But this destiny, I need not inherit.

"Father, have you heard this saying?"

Annan extended his hand again and gripped the tri-colored scepter.

At that instant, the light in his eyes grew threefold brighter.

"—’Destiny is but the ruts of the Chariot.’ To The Chariot, curses based on destiny are meaningless."

Annan’s tone was just as calm as Ivan’s, but it contained a completely opposite will.

If Ivan’s was a sorrow greater than death of heart.

Annan’s was the serenity of holding everything in the palm of his hand.

"So I certainly don’t believe in fate. Whatever misfortunes, whatever hardships... I don’t think they’ve ever come, nor will they ever come."

He said in a low voice.

Annan looked down from the secret chamber and saw a crystal ball placed on the table.

Moved by curiosity, Annan reached out to grasp it.

The crystal ball activated as if it were a living thing — it suddenly opened its eye.

It was like a gigantic eyeball that could even blink.

The most mysterious part was that, from any angle, one could see a human eyeball, tinged with slight silver mist, deep gray in color.

As the Power of the Chariot was invoked, Annan saw its data panel emerge before his eyes:

[Faceless Poet’s All-seeing Eye]

[Type: Curio/Ritual Item (Gold)]

[Description: A crystal ball crafted by the Faceless Poet, not only can it be used to unfold predictive rituals, but it can also disperse or protect all ’secrets’ within its range]

[Effect: When any light approaches the crystal ball, it will activate automatically, triggering the ’All-seeing Eye’ and illuminating the space within a fifteen-yard radius, dispelling all darkness, fog, blinding, and invisibility effects, equivalent to the eponymous gold-tier Prophet spell]

[Effect: Once per day, it can be used to create ’Complete Darkness,’ blocking all light and sound around, equivalent to the eponymous silver-tier Idol spell, lasting up to three hours. Upon activating this effect, the absence of ’light’ will automatically terminate the ’All-seeing Eye’ effect]

[Cost: After using ’Complete Darkness,’ the holder will lose sight and hearing for thrice the duration of the effect used to initiate ’Complete Darkness.’]

"This is an artifact used to detect whether anyone has snuck into the secret chamber,"

Upon noticing Annan’s gaze, Ivan casually commented, "Although it’s a divine curse item, it’s generally not used... If you like it, go ahead and take it.

"After all, no one will use this secret chamber for a considerable amount of time."

"No, I was just thinking of something else..."

Annan pondered and said softly, "I suddenly wonder if using the Rod of the Threefold Scepter the other way around will cause suspicion in others’ minds? They may not directly realize that it’s the Winter Duchy’s Great Calamity Curio, but they will surely sense it has a meaning beyond a symbol of power.

"Once it catches someone’s attention, it will become much more troublesome. And to prevent them from being suspicious, I’ve decided..."

As he spoke, Annan slowly placed the crystal ball on top of the scepter.

The scepter was incredibly heavy, making a heavy, muffled sound like pure copper when it hit the ground. But once Annan knew its true name, it felt weightless in his hand.

The strong vines were neither gold nor copper nor wood, possessing the toughness of a kitty’s prayer, yet upon closer touch, they felt like a shell’s texture.

They held the crystal ball perfectly in place — even after Annan set the crystal ball on it, the three tendrils moved like living things, wrapping around it more tightly.

The silver-gray eyeball blinked frantically, but then, inexplicably quieted down and closed again.

"This is perfect, not out of place at all."

Annan smiled smugly, "Now, when people see this scepter, they will focus on the crystal ball. And the scepter below, will just be a stand for placing the ’All-seeing Eye’ and will be overlooked.

"I’ll just have to spread the word that it’s because someone tried to assassinate me — and to prevent further assassination attempts, I’ve combined the All-seeing Eye with the Rod of the Threefold Scepter to create the new scepter for the Grand Duke of Winter.

"Looking at it this way, it’s quite impressive. I remember The Holy Nation had people who used large gems, skulls, or crystal balls as the heads of their scepters... It’s a kind of tradition, so it won’t seem abrupt."

—I really am a genius.

Annan thought smugly.

Later, when the secret chamber was opened again.

The Hand of Winter, who had been waiting outside, noticed that when Duke Ivan left the secret chamber, his hands were empty.

The Rod of the Threefold Scepter was already in Annan’s hands.

So they knelt before Annan, bowed, and paid their respects.

"—Dispense with the formalities."

Annan took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "I’m back."

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