Al continued to walk deeper into the library.

When there was no one around, nothing but darkness, Al finally stopped and began to look for a book.

Although there are mountains and books all around, it takes more time for Al to find a book that he can sit down and read.

It's not because there aren't any books in the area that Al wants to read, in fact, Al doesn't have such detailed requirements for the types of books, for example, some people like to read books on history, some people like to read books on magic, some people like to read books on naturalism, some people like to read books on philosophy, some people like to read books on economics, and so on.

The Ceylon Library is so large that not all of the books are related to magic, and it can even be said that only a very small number of the books on the shelves of this huge Ceylon Library are actually real spell books or books related to spell casting.

After all, you must know that magic and spells account for only a very small part of the entire human world, which can be seen from the scarcity of magicians, if it were not for the fact that many magicians are well-educated and writers, I am afraid that the proportion of magic books is even smaller, and much smaller.

So this is the most important reason why there are few people in the depths of the Ceylon library.

The books in the outermost part of the library of Ceylon are basically magic books, and this is naturally the most popular book in the city of mountains, also known as the city of magic in Valari.

Therefore, most of the people who come to the library of Ceylon do not go deeper, not because they are too lazy to walk, but because they can easily find the books they need just by being on the periphery of the library.

Al's reluctance to stay on the periphery is partly due to the fact that there are too many people outside, and partly because Al is not just interested in magic books.

Al is interested in everything, in the whole world.

And the best medium that can allow him to understand the whole world in the fastest and most convenient way.

It's the book.

After finding a book on the shelf in front of him, Al sat down against the shelf.

When Al's gaze fell on the page, he immediately felt like he was stuck in kraft candy.

Time doesn't matter to Al anymore, anyway, there are no classes for the next two days, Al doesn't plan to leave the library at all, and the package he carries with him contains bread, bacon and water, but under normal circumstances, I'm afraid I don't need it, and this kind of thing is not just a legend.

It was only when the pre-programmed mechanical pocket watch sounded that Al was awakened from the world of books.

It's been two days and two nights, and Al has only slept during that time.

Putting the book aside, Al stood up and stretched slowly, exhaustion coming up like a tidal wave.

It's time to go back.

Al rubbed his eyes, if it was an ordinary human after two days of hard reading, and it was still in very poor lighting conditions, I am afraid that his eyes would have been boiled red and red, but under the cloak, Al's eyes were still as clear as before, at most slightly tired.

It's a natural advantage that comes from the bloodline.

With some reluctance, Al put the book in his hand back on the shelf and set off to go back.

The space inside the Ceylon Library is very large, incredibly large, and it is said that this is because of the magic circle that has been released to superimpose the space, and if you go deep into it without any help, it is really easy to get lost.

With this in mind, the shelves inside the Library of Ceylon are marked with waymarks indicating which direction to go in and what to go out, and at intervals there are small crossroads indicating which directions lead in all directions.

Al walked out unhurriedly with the magic candlestick.

The pure white cloak was illuminated by the blue glow of the magic candlestick, and Al barely made a sound when his steps landed on the floor like a cat's foot.

Like a ghost.

After walking for about ten minutes, Al suddenly stopped.

He turned his head slightly, staring intently at a book on the bookshelf beside him, a puzzled expression slowly appearing on his face under the cloak.

The book ......

It's exactly the same name as the one Al had read before.

Al handed the magic candlestick in his right hand to his left, and then removed the book from the shelf.

As soon as you see the dotted dirt on the cover, you can be sure that this must be the book I saw before!

So in other words, I walked for so long and walked back to the original point?

It's not right.

Al was sure he had been following the prompts all along.

Or is it really my own mistake?

Al was a little unsure.

There was no other way at the moment, it seemed that there was no choice but to walk again, and just as Al was about to step away, an idea suddenly came to him when he saw the magic candlestick hanging on the bookshelf.

Al adjusted the position of the two magic candlesticks, and if the reader came to this library to read a book, he might not be able to notice, but Al could clearly distinguish the mark he had made from a distance.

Head forward from here.

The crossroads sign that you should turn left at the main entrance.

Go to the right here.

This time Al walked more cautiously than before, and along the way he made slight adjustments to the positions of the magic candlesticks on all the bookshelves he passed, to mark the path he had already taken.

When he turned around a tall bookshelf again according to the instructions of the crossroads, and saw the pair of conspicuous magic candlesticks in front of him, Al stood there and froze.

The pair of magic candlesticks in front of him were clearly placed in the same position as he had marked.

And then there's that book.

It was definitely the one that had just been put back on the bookshelf by itself, and there was still a round dirt on the cover.

Al's heart sank.

Not only was getting lost causing him a lot of trouble, but more importantly, Al had noticed a more serious problem that he hadn't noticed before:

Along the way, I didn't encounter a single person, not even a single patrolling golem.

It's so unusual.

"Hee-hee-"

Then, at this moment, Al suddenly heard a chuckle.

If it weren't for Al's hearing far beyond that of ordinary people, he would never have heard this short, thin chuckle.

It seems to be a very familiar sound.