"As far as I know..." Khadgar was startled, then coughed and said again: "I mean, I once heard Medivh say that the book itself has magic, and most of the

Words are not any language in the world of Azeroth, but the language of demons!"

Devil! These two words make people shudder.

"In other words, almost no one knows how to use this book?" Uther asked.

The mage nodded.

"Books are not necessarily for reading." Nathanos said again: "Don't forget, it is a treasure."

"Deal? Use this book as a bargaining chip!" Uther suddenly realized that this did make sense.

Turalyon touched his chin and agreed: "Yes, but no one should dare to sell this book in a recognized auction house. It should be some kind of private transaction."

"Damn it!" Khadgar slammed his fist on the table and roared: "Who is it? You are so bold."

Turalyon patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, we know, maybe we can brainstorm and think about what kind of people want to get this book! Mages, or some collectors!"

"Collectors don't kill people, and mages don't kill people with daggers." Nathanos retorted concisely. Turalyon nodded, it was true.

"Salute to you, General Turalyon!" A soldier came in and saluted Turalyon.

"What's up?"
Chapter completed!