In the bustling city of York, bustling pedestrians, horse-drawn carriages, and shops constitute a harmonious social scene.

A carriage drove slowly through the crowd, and the leisurely coachman hummed a song, his eyes narrowed slightly, enjoying the envious gaze of the civilians around him. He opened one eye slightly, and saw the central square of Yorktown not far away, and took the cigarette in his mouth with his right hand, and spit out a large smoke ring, and the black beard was very conspicuous in the sun. Then he shouted to the people in the carriage, "We have arrived, young master." ”

The curtain opened, and Jack looked outside, where the church bell in the central square was ringing exactly eleven.

"Rod, we're here. Exactly eleven o'clock. Grandpa Chris should be awake. Jack said.

Rod and Jack got out of the carriage, and Blackbeard said to Jack, "Young Master, then, I'll wait for you at the door of the library at night, okay?"

Jack waved his hand, "Well, hard work. ”

Blackbeard took a big drag on his cigarette, two clouds of white smoke from his nose, and looked at Rod, "Ahh ”

Without waiting for Rod to respond, Blackbeard set up the carriage and sped away.

Rod watched the carriage go away, and what had happened during this time was like a dream......

"Don't be in a daze, let's go. Jack pushed Rhodes and said.

York is a city with a great location, a beautiful environment and a pleasant climate. A mountain in the east poses a natural danger, and in the west is a vast and fertile plain. A large river runs through the city of York.

The Great Mountain Range is a no-man's land, inhabited by all kinds of monsters, and it is said that Yorktown has sent investigation teams to explore and clean up many times, but it can only slightly slow down the infestation of monsters into the city. And none of the survey team that went deeper into the mountain range returned..... For this reason, the Lord of York can only set up a camp to build a wall level to guard the east from the monsters in the mountains. Relying on abundant water resources, mineral resources, and fertile land, it has developed vigorously in the west. York City has gradually become the largest and most prosperous city in the area. To the west of the river, the starting point of Yorktown's expansion, a huge square was built, Yorktown Central Square. The Holy See, the Wizards' Guild, the Adventurers' Guild, the Town Hall, and many other important locations are located in order near the central square. Yorktown in the western half of the city is a bustling commercial hub. On the other hand, the eastern half of the region, which is bordered by the mountains, is not small, but due to security and management issues, most of the military forces are concentrated here. In addition, factories, mines, etc., were all built in the eastern half of the city, which can be said to be the industrial center of Yorktown, because the land was relatively cheap and could be protected by Yorktown soldiers.

In the central square, the church stands in the most conspicuous place, white, magnificent, magnificent, so sacrosanct.

"The power of the Holy See is higher than that of the Emperor, so this is also normal. Jack explained to Rod. "It is said that a long time ago, the Holy See saved the continent of Fit, so the Holy See has had absolute rule and power for many years. ”

Jack pointed to the next few buildings, "These are the City Hall, the Wizards' Guild, the Swordsmen's Alliance, the Adventurers' Guild......*&......%¥"

"Uh...... Hearing you say so much, I almost know it, but ......" Rhodes glanced at the similar buildings, "Where's the library we're going to?"

"Well!" Jack was a little embarrassed, his eyes looking around, trying to find the library he hadn't been to in a long time.

"My God, Jack, you must not have forgotten where you are. Rod said helplessly.

Jack smiled awkwardly, "Ahaha, how could it be, here, just ...... Ahh ”

Jack's eyes suddenly lit up and he pointed to a building.

Looking in the direction Jack pointed, the library, buried in many ornate buildings, was in the middle of the Adventurers' Guild and the Sorcerer's Guild. Although this library is also tall, compared to the two tall and magnificent buildings next to it, the library can only be described as exquisite. If you don't know the situation, you think it's part of the Wizards' Guild or the Adventurers' Guild.

The two of them walked towards the library, and at this moment, a woman in leather armor and a longbow galloped behind them, and her agile figure twisted past Rod, bringing a fragrant breeze, and Rod vaguely saw a beautiful figure flashing past him, running towards the Adventurers' Guild in front, and after a while, he bypassed the crowd at the door, entered the gate of the Adventurers' Guild, and disappeared.

"Jack, why are there so many people at the gates of the Adventurers' Guild?" asked Rod, sniffing again, as if trying to find the scent in the air.

Jack explained casually: "Because it's an adventurer's guild, there are actually very few territories owned by humans in this world, most of which are unknown territories, occupied by all kinds of monsters and unknown things. In addition, Warcraft is also a resource, fur, bones, and I heard that high-level ones can also produce some kind of crystals, and have a variety of uses, so the Adventurers' Guild has been vigorously developed to hunt, explore, and perform tasks issued by others to get paid. ”

"Why doesn't the Wizards' Guild seem to have no one in comparison?" said Rod, pointing to the Wizards' Guild.

"Wizards' Guild ......," Jack glanced at Rod, "do you think anyone can be a magician?"

"In fact, magicians and magic apprentices are two different concepts, everyone can become a magic apprentice, it's very simple, as long as you can operate, be obedient, according to the teachings of magicians, any normal person can become a magic apprentice. "But magic apprentices are not eligible to go to the Wizards' Guild, to put it simply, they are just working men who belong to magicians." And if you want to become a magician, it is said that you must not only have talent, but also wisdom and perseverance, so compared to the popular adventurers, magicians are a rare profession, and besides, ......"

Jack leaned into Rod's ear and whispered, "I heard that magicians are all psychopaths, experimenting on living people, and a bunch of psychopathic madmen. ”

Rod: "Well, have you ever seen a real magician?"

Jack: "No. ”

Rod:......

"Hey, Rod, you're not interested in magic, are you? I advise you to give up this idea, everyone who is interested in magic is basically an apprentice in magic, and they will never be able to cross this hurdle, and many people will not be able to stand the torture and give up halfway. In fact, it is still very good for you to cultivate your fighting spirit to improve yourself, my father has trained you to be my cronies, and in a few years I beg my father, you should be able to go to the academy as well. Jack said.

Rod smiled awkwardly and said, "I, I'm just asking, haha, just asking." ”

"Here we are. Jack said.

Rod and Jack stopped and looked at the building in front of them, they had just been a little far away and didn't see too clearly, but now they looked and found that it was actually bigger than what they saw in the distance.

The pale gray walls, smooth floors, and smooth floors even illuminate the figures, and the square buildings are atmospheric but exquisite, and the overall feeling is: clean, tidy, and exquisite.

Huge doorposts, towering gates, and above the doorposts stands a sign: Edwin Library.

The door suddenly opened, startling Rhodes and Jack.

Is it suddenly haunted in broad daylight?

"Meow~" A very cute white cat came out of the door, the bell rang softly, and a snow-white hand stretched out from behind it, wanting to pick up the white cat, and the white cat did twist its body, jumped reflexively, and jumped into the man's arms.

I saw a girl slowly walking out from behind the door, dressed in a maid's costume, but her eyes were covered by a black ribbon, her face was ruddy, and she felt gentle and delicate at a glance, and the cat was held in her arms by both hands, rolled over, and meowed coquettishly.

"It's huge. ”

"It's so white. ”

Jack and Rod said.

When the girl heard this, she turned her head and seemed to look at it, but she didn't respond, and walked away with the white cat in her arms.

"Ugh. Rod and Jack blushed a little. Rod turned to Jack and said, "I'm talking about cats, she shouldn't be misunderstood." ”

"I'm talking about cats, too. Hey, hey, hey. Jack laughed.

"You are talking nonsense, where is that cat big, it must be that you are talking nonsense to misunderstand others. ”

"You're just talking nonsense, where is that cat white, obviously not as white as her master. ”

"Okay, I didn't expect you to be so impure. ”

When I have a question, it doesn't mean that I have a problem, but that you have a problem, and you are a person, very problematic. ”

......

"No noise in the library!"

Two old but strong hands lifted the two little ones up, and Rod and Jack quickly covered their mouths.

"Jack, how many times have I said that the library can't speak loudly, it will disturb people. "In the cloak where the face could not be seen clearly, an old voice came.

"Grandpa Chris, I'm sorry, I was wrong. Jack said aggrieved. But in my heart, I was muttering: There are few people in your library all year round.

"Well, pay attention next time. "Jack and Rod are put down by Chris.

Rod still didn't dare to speak, his mouth was tightly covered, he thought to himself: Is this person the librarian Chris? This old guy is so old, why is his hands so strong, could he be a monster, will he still eat children?

Chris's old hands lifted the cloak, revealing the old, ugly face - a few sparse hairs, a big red nose, a pair of tattered glasses, and behind it were eyes that were too small to see, and a face full of age spots. If he hadn't been talking, Rhodes would have thought he had just crawled out of the graveyard.

Chris looked at Rhodes and looked at him carefully, and he couldn't understand why the strange boy still had his mouth tightly covered and his eyes staring straight at him.

"Your name is Rod?" asked Chris.

Rhodes covered his mouth, shook his head up and down, and nodded.

"The new deputy curator Hilbert was talking about?" asked Chris again.

Rod nodded again.

"What are you going to do?" Chris yawned, as if he hadn't woken up, but he was still looking at Rod, his face was a little wrong.

Rod shook his head and nodded again.

Chris:......

"Grandpa Chris, he ......" Jack wanted to say something, but before he could finish his words, he quickly covered his eyes.

Chris had a brain pop on Rod's head, "Speak." ”

"Woooooooo Rod touched the bulging bag on his head and said aggrievedly, "I don't dare to speak if you didn't tell me to speak." ”

Chris:......

Why didn't this man play his cards according to common sense? Is his brain broken?, Chris wondered deeply.

"Alas, okay, don't ask, come in. Chris waved his hand.

"It's okay, Grandpa Chris is actually very nice. Jack whispered to comfort Rod, "And Grandpa Chris is very powerful, and he won't force you to do things." As long as you don't mess with it. ”

Rod didn't listen to a word, and touched the big bag that was getting bulging on his head.

It hurts!

When I came to Chris's office and pushed the door open, an indescribable strange smell poured out.

Rhodes, who was trembling, didn't dare to complain about anything, and he didn't dare to come out. It wasn't until he went in that Rhodes understood the reason for the strange smell.

The office is disorganized, there is an oversized desk in the corner, on which all kinds of books are randomly stacked, under the dim desk lamp, a thick notebook, a few scattered pens. There are also finished and uneaten plates and food scraps on the side. On the long chair were several cloaks, animal skins, and robes. There was also a pile of paper with patterns scattered on the floor. Rod and Jack had little place to put their feet.

Chris picked up a piece of bread on a plate on the table and took a bite, flipped through the book next to him from time to time, and then took a pen and jotted something down in his notebook.

With the crisp sound in his mouth, Rod had no doubt that the bread had hardened after several days.

Rod finally understood why Jack told him that Grandpa Chris should be awake when he got out of the car.

Ah......h

"You haven't had lunch yet, do you want to eat it?" Chris held a large black loaf of bread, lowered his head, and looked at the two of them with his eyes around the top of his glasses.

Jack didn't seem to want to stay here at all, and had a flash of inspiration, "Grandpa Chris, although your lunch is okay, but you need more nutrients, don't eat this bread, I'll go out and buy it for you." ”

Ignoring Chris's stopping, Jack flew away.

This guy didn't take me with him, Rod was distressed.

Chris glanced at Rod, didn't speak, and continued to write.

Rhodes wanted to run out, but he was afraid of offending Chris, and then he had a brain melt. Thinking about it, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, there is!

Rod took off the new coat that Jack bought for him and rolled up his sleeves: I don't believe it today, I won't be beaten if I clean honestly, it's time to show Long Ming's true skills.

Looking at the large pile of smelly plates and food that had been sitting for an unknown number of days, Rhodes remembered a sentence said by a great man in his previous life.

"Brothers, only what you don't dare to think of, you can't do it without my eighth child, Ollie give, do it!"

In terms of work, Rod is still good, endure the smell, clean the pile of food scraps and plates on the table, pick up the paper on the ground one by one, and don't care whether it is useful or not, anyway, just tidy up, and Rod can't understand those complicated patterns.

There was more paper on the floor than Rhodes had imagined, and he hadn't finished picking it up until Jack came back from buying something delicious.

Jack came back and saw Rod sweating profusely at work, gave a thumbs up, took his lunch and put it next to Chris, then took one himself, walked up to Rod and whispered, "Eat?"

Rod wiped the sweat from his forehead and glanced at the old monster Chris. I found that he didn't move, still concentrating on writing something. Rod swallowed his spit and replied, "You eat, I'll eat it when I'm done." ”

Jack also glanced at Chris, a little puzzled why Rod, who usually eats the most, didn't eat today, and it was hard to say anything, so he had to say: "Okay, I'll go out to eat first, and by the way, find a few books I like to read, you are slowly busy." Come on. ”

Looking at the messy books and papers in front of him, floating up and down with Jack's flying back, Rod felt bitter.

Woo woo, I really want to eat.

I'm so hungry.