"Let's search first, maybe we can find some rare books?"
"Alright, alright."
Aimou complied with Bologue's suggestion, following him up and down between the shelves.
More often than not, Bologue was like a bandit, always holding on to the idea that thieves never leave empty-handed. Even though he couldn't understand what these books were about, anything present within Raymond Gaudent was likely valuable, and he needed to find a way to take it out.
After a careful selection, Aimou actually uncovered a few books that seemed interesting. Holding the heavy volumes, she asked, "Can we carry all this out?"
"Not a big problem, if worse comes to worst, we can always abandon them later."
Bologue waved his hand lightly, and a Rhombus Shield slid towards Aimou. It began to wriggle, multiply, and decompose, directly swallowing the books in Aimou's arms. Then it solidified into a floating cube, silently following Bologue.
"It's really convenient," Aimou exclaimed in admiration.
