Chapter 14: Kurokuri

Today is...

Dealing with any bad information overnight, Rod sat down all night with a gloomy face. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I spent the whole night thinking about what it meant to meet Huangya Zonglian, but it didn't make sense to meditate.

How?

I was distressed, and by the time I realized that I couldn't get any answer, the sun had risen outside the window.

I didn't sleep all night, but it wasn't a bother for the Heroic Spirit.

Although the body is no longer an overhead magic, the same is true of the black mud, if it is filled with enough fuel, then it is not a problem just like the heroic spirit with enough mana.

Black mud, the evil of this world, the magic is infinite, the only drawback is that it needs to be 'connected', I don't understand the principle of it, but now that the Holy Grail has been shattered, if you want to draw magic from the source where it enters, you need something like the soul as a medium.

The current Rhodes is like a plant connected to a nuclear power plant, but unfortunately, the wires connecting the two are of inferior quality, and they have to be repaired every once in a while, otherwise, the power will be cut off.

And what are the ingredients?

The answer is the soul, anyone's soul can actually be, but Rhodes has only one choice.

Otherwise, the infinite devouring of the black mud will not be able to destroy the world without limiting its proliferation. When the time comes, even if Alaya summons the Guardian, Rhodes will not have a chance to win.

"Ahh

Standing up, he grabbed his trench coat from his chair, buttoned it all the way to the top button, and wrapped it around his neck.

Walk out of the room door and lock the door for the first time.

Away from school, Rhodes plans to spend the day in the bookstore.

Walk out the door, turn left, and walk out of Six Streets until you come to the shopping street.

I don't know if it's called a shopping street, but it's probably the most appropriate adjective.

It is more prosperous than any other place, with shops and dense crowds. I didn't know if there was a more secluded bookstore, so this was the only place that Rhodes could choose.

Rhodes' destination is here, a huge four-story building, the bookstore.

The elderly, the young, the children, all kinds of people from all walks of life can see it here, and people can't help but realize the truth of a sentence: knowledge is fair in front of anyone.

This is an era that is just an explosion.

In this era, there are no real sages anymore.

The original definition of such a thing as a sage is that it must be known.

If you don't know almost all of the knowledge, you can't become a sage, and in this day and age, it's impossible at all...

Rhodes didn't know whether such times were good or bad, people had knowledge, but many people had forgotten to be in awe.

Thinking that they know and that they are equal, the result is often tragedy.

If you don't know how to respect authority, then you often can't recognize your own limitations.

It's really strange that it doesn't rely on consciousness, but on luck to do things, and such a result will not become a tragedy.

I walked through the huge glass door and checked the signage in the lobby on the first floor, where the literature books were on the fourth floor, so I stepped on the folding elevator.

Raising his head and looking up, the high glass canopy was more than twenty meters high, and the sunlight came in from there, not looking hot, but filling the building with light.

There are six floors, and each floor is filled with countless books, and together, there will be 100,000 of them? Rhodes couldn't calculate, but looking up from the central well, the smell of knowledge was awe-inspiring.

This is a book that can hardly be read by anyone in their lifetime, right?

Not to mention comprehension...

I got out of the elevator from the fourth floor, then walked to the sign at the elevator entrance on the fourth floor, and took a serious look.

It is divided into four zones, the first zone is Western classical literature, the second zone is modern literature, the third zone is classic novels, and the fourth zone is online literature or fantasy works.

"... Rod pressed his chin and thought about it seriously.

In the end, I chose a fantasy work.

Walk over and start pulling a book out of it.

As a result, I thought it would take a while to find a book that suited my taste, but I was firmly attracted to the first book at the first time.

"... I couldn't even sit with my eyes open, and I started reading directly.

The title of the book is "The Perspective of a Passerby", and it is absolutely beautiful.

When I saw Makoto Tono, I felt sincere admiration, neither good nor evil, that is a realm that I will never do in my life, right? That kind of intoxicating posture and extraordinary beauty are by no means a disgusting force, and it is difficult to take people off their eyes.

As for the heroine...

"Tsk, Hikari..." Rhodes didn't like this character, not because of anything else, but because he thought that he and a character like Makoto Tono were not in the same world at all.

In other words, one is an unconceptual god of death, so full of consciousness that he has become a phenomenal sage, and the other is just a wayward girl who doesn't know what to do.

Children who think about needs, but always forget to pay and equivalent, no matter how you look at it, they are arrogant.

"Well, there's no way around it..."Holding down my forehead, my head hurts a little, and I always feel that there is a subtle sense of immediacy when I see this book, and a lot of things are messy, but I can see some inexplicably familiar characters in it, but if I think about it, I can't think of anything.

It's like reading a prophecy... I understand it, but I can't understand anything. It's a little irritating.

Anyway...

If you continue to read the book, although you don't like the light, but I think it's also the author's purpose to achieve some kind of goal, right? At this point, there is really no way to complain about it for any reason, although I don't like it, but if not, there must be something missing in the book, right?

・・・I thought about it, then nodded.

There is no doubt that this is the case.

He smiled with satisfaction, somewhat satisfied that he was able to recognize this.

But...

Smack...

After reading the last article of the last book, my brows jumped.

"What is this?" raised his eyebrows and flipped through it three times, but even if it was so cute, it was impossible for the book to have a few more pages.

And it turned out.

There's no more to follow...

No, it can't be said that there is no follow-up, but the update is extremely slow, and I saw the introduction from the page, it seems to be a piece of online text, but the time of the update is entangled.

The better the article, the more painful it is to be slower.

It's like a saw on your lap and pulling back and forth...

"It's better to kill me with a knife..."

Inserted the last one back into the bookshelf - why aren't there any physical books?

As for how the library could have such a book that would not be signed, Rod was quite puzzled, obviously he had never seen such a book.

If it is printed, it will definitely be a hit... sure enough, the publisher is blind.

・・・Let's see if the benefit of this library has done anything unforgivable.

Kill him, and you should be able to justifiably use 'reward' as a reason to start this set of books.

Rod rightfully thought so.

"Ahh

As a result, no one around me noticed it, and it wasn't until a voice sounded that I realized that there was already a person standing next to me.

Looking over, short black hair, a gentle smile, and a wide-rimmed glasses, clothes that should have been the focus of evaluation have become secondary factors in him.

"Are you?" turned around and faced him head-on, this was a young man, judging by his appearance, he should be in the age group of seventeen to twenty, right?

Very young, but vigorous and immature.

-- Rhodes is theoretically at this age group as well.

"I haven't introduced myself yet-my name is Kuroki Kanya" The gentle young man with glasses happily introduced himself, and then stretched out his hand, showing his goodwill and wanting to shake Rhodes' hand.

Rod took the hand and shook it, inexplicably, and he had a good impression of the boy.

"I am, Rodritte"

It's not bad to make a friend.

By chance, I thought so.

It seems that we won't meet briefly in the future, so it's okay to talk about some troubles, right?

I was a little sorry for the teenager, but Rhodes still wanted to try to get all the judgment from the perspective of a bystander.

Especially the kind of good old man in front of you...

Kurokuri, too, Kurokuri, so familiar surname...