"Let me step peacefully into the grave—you only need to pray."
Annan murmured softly, "The unfortunate ones shall sacrifice themselves to the furnace of misfortune. My hands shall be scorched, thereby becoming strong; my feet shall be scorched, thereby becoming nimble. My pupils shall be scorched like glaze, thereby allowing me to gaze upon the chariot of the heavens…"
At this point, Annan suddenly paused.
He immediately asked Naifertali, "What kind of furnaces are inside the Grey Tower?!"
Naifertali, upon hearing this, paused slightly as well.
Then she quickly realized everything.
In a rush, she said, "Right below this floor! The Grey Tower has only one furnace... We didn't know what it was for before. Generally, it's used by the professor to incinerate some documents and books, and we call it the Incinerator of Corpses... because whoever goes in there, never comes out again..."
