John watched as the books on the shelves vanished one after another.
His eyebrows rose slightly. He had not expected something like this to happen at all.
However, he did not dwell too much on those books.
No matter how outrageous the things recorded within the Holy Grail space might be, he would not blindly believe them.
He quickly lost interest in remaining here and turned toward the Meeting Area on the other side.
Within this region stood a long table surrounded by a circle of chairs.
Both the table and chairs had been crafted from a special type of jade. Beneath the dim lighting, they reflected an eerie, unnatural sheen.
John's eyes narrowed slightly.
He slowly approached the long table and arrived at the seat of honor.
Just then, the chair suddenly pulled itself backward, as though it were actively inviting him to sit down.
A trace of suspicion arose in John's heart, but he still followed the invitation and took his seat.
