Lord of the Mysteries

After drafting the document's header, Barton was preparing to add some details into the document when he realized that Vernal hadn't submitted any supporting information.

Does he think that he can apply for funding with just a letter by simply relying on his relationship with the foundation? Barton looked around the table and muttered to himself in puzzlement.

In his opinion, Vernal wasn't an arrogant archaeologist. Apart from being feisty and impatient, he was considered a typical Loen gentleman in all other aspects.

Under normal circumstances, when one requested funding from the Loen Relic Search and Preservation Foundation, they had to provide a lot of information, such as photos, ancient supplementary documents, and other related information other than a cover letter that described the project. Otherwise, the foundation wouldn't be able to do a review and make a decision, much less spend large amounts of gold pounds to send a team to the project location for inspection.

Or rather, could it be that Vernal Fnarr was just too careless and forgot to send the information out as well? Of course, with the relationship between Vernal and the foundation, it's entirely possible the upper management will send a person or two to arrange a meeting to verify the information when they see it… Yes, as a friend, I should still help him… Barton shook his head and didn't think further. He stood up and walked to the bookshelf.

He then stretched out his right palm and used his fingers to stroke the back of a book spine, selecting the information he needed.

Finally, he took out a few books and journals, and combined his various viewpoints to give a detailed description of the history of the Sivellaus mountain range in the document he was about to submit.

"In the scientific community, there's a common viewpoint:

"In a period that's unknown to be long or short, the Solomon Empire and the Tudor Dynasty coexisted in the Northern Continent, and their border could very likely be situated where the Hornacis mountain range and the Feynapotter Highlands are today.

"There's a high chance that the Hornacis mountain range's extension in Sivellaus County was a contested ground between both parties…"

Barton didn't endorse Vernal. He only provided references to show that there were indeed possible ruins of the Fourth Epoch in the mountains of Sivellaus County.

This way, if it was proven that Vernal was lying, no one would hold him responsible, because all of the descriptions came from famous historians. Barton had only extracted snippets in a selective fashion.

At the end of the document, he listed out his references:

"…'Private Historical Research of Sivellaus County', Azik Eggers, Khoy University's Department of History lecturer…"

After completing this document, Barton read through it from top to bottom and modified his choice of words and certain sentences.

Then, he took the draft and entered the clerk's room next door. He asked them to type up a formal document with mechanical typewriters.

The Loen Relic Search and Preservation Foundation had always hired plenty of female employees. From the lowest level of ordinary clerks to the deputy director of the upper echelons, at least half of them were female.

some things to say about this, but he didn't, nor did he dare to object. He could

wait, it was quite

colors here… As Barton listened to

were done, he signed and submitted them. Then, just like before, he continued with his

providing professional opinions and gathering research materials for the

the evening. He took

was why high tea became a trend—after lunchtime from 12 to 1, it would be half-past seven or eight

people might only eat two meals a day. Moreover, couples with the conditions to work would both be working. They would have to prepare dinner after returning home at

to visit you in the afternoon," Barton's wife said casually as she helped him take off his coat

was taken aback

in Sivellaus County had returned to East Chester

that, Barton frowned and muttered to himself, He really did forget to send the information, so

there's no need to go through so much trouble. The

the foundation if it's not

Barton asked,

waited in your study for fifteen minutes before he left," Barton's

which hotel he's living in? When will

County, but he wasn't a Stoen resident. He

hurry." Barton's wife paused for a moment before continuing, "He looked very

receding hairline and nodded

in

were many bookshelves and some porcelain placed there. He wasn't too passionate about

searching, Barton didn't find any

the matter to

rule—he tried not to be

time with his wife and children, then quickly

dead of night, he suddenly woke up and opened

Barton had gained a sense of awareness—spiritual perception—that exceeded what ordinary people had. He could always sense some movements that others couldn't detect. For example, others might realize

sat up, his

very slight movements, he flipped out of

gently opened

in the darkness of the night, and a faint crimson glow outlined certain