Carré entered the Royal Prison on his eighth day. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sky is dimly shining, and even in summer, there is a chill in the air.

Carré slowly opened his eyes and got up from the wooden bed, a habit he had developed over the past seven days, waking up automatically whenever the sky lit up slightly.

After washing, Carré walked out of the castle, and a faint mist shrouded the ground, as if it had clothed the earth with a veil.

Taking a deep breath of the cool morning air, he felt a burst of refreshment, identified the direction, and walked in the direction of the library.

The soldiers on the watchtower were still standing upright, watching everything in their eyes, and Carré could clearly feel the soldiers on the watchtower watching him as he walked along the dark stone path, smiling slightly, not careless, and continuing to walk forward.

The Royal Prison has a curfew, and in summer it is from eight o'clock in the evening to four o'clock in the morning, during this time the prisoners have to stay in their castles, dare to go out at this time, and once they are discovered by the soldiers, they will be shot immediately, but it is already about five o'clock at this time, and Carré is naturally not worried.

Carley's spiritual power has been particularly sensitive since he was a child, and he is particularly sensitive to the gaze of others, especially after practicing the first wisp of Yuan Force and being promoted to the Black Iron Warrior, his spiritual power has been strengthened again, although the starting point of Yuan Li was destroyed later, but the sensitive spiritual power has not weakened.

Walking on the pitch-black stone road next to Swan Lake, looking at the library that had gradually become clear, Carré couldn't help but speed up his pace. Peter had brought him to the library a few days earlier, but he had just taken a look outside and left, in Peter's words, "Isn't it just a bunch of books, there's something to see." ”

The library is about the same height as the castle, but it covers much more than the castle, and the library has three floors, each eight or nine meters high, which is very grand. Peter said that there was only one caretaker in the library, but it was nothing, because the library was not usually crowded with books, and for the prisoners, the activities in the recreation area were obviously more attractive to them.

When I walked to the door of the library, the wooden door was closed, and the gorgeous and beautiful patterns engraved on the door were a little blurry and invisible.

Carré knocked on the door, a dull knock that echoed far and wide in the silence of the morning, but the door remained closed.

After waiting for a while, but still no one came to open the door, Carré frowned slightly, and with a push of his hands, the door creaked open.

Carré's eyes were rows of bookshelves that rose from the ground to the ceiling, about eight or nine meters high, and the shelves were full of books, despite the preparation in advance, Carré was still deeply shocked by this scene when he saw this scene, no wonder Peter said that he could only read a small part of the library in his life.

When I walked into the library, there was no smell in the air, and the wooden floor was mopped to shine, making it look very clean and tidy.

A Brief History of the Jialan Continent for 100,000 Years

"The Change of Slowdown Steam Engine to Society"

Steam Locomotive - A Weapon to Change or Destroy Cavalry

Alchemy lamps powered by steam hung from the ceiling between the bookshelves, emitting a bright but soft glow that allowed Carré to read the name of each book on the shelf.

Browsing through the books on the shelves, Carré searched for books on Yuanli.

"Do you need any books?"

A loud voice rang out behind Carré.

Hearing this voice, Carley was shocked in his heart, his body tensed instantly, and he immediately turned back, his spiritual power was very sharp, after breaking through to the Black Iron Warrior, even the ordinary Golden Warrior's astringent aura could be felt by him when he came to him.

But in the quiet and abnormal library, he didn't even find that there was someone behind him, there was only one possibility, the person behind it was definitely a master, at least at the level of a martial king.

Carré looked back, his heartbeat involuntarily quickened a little, the person behind him was too strong.

Looking at his appearance, he has thick eyebrows and big eyes, short brown hair, some wrinkles on his cheeks that have gone through vicissitudes, and his age is estimated to be seventy or eighty, but his height is two meters away, and his body is strong.

"Your Excellency is ......," Carré asked, looking at the stout old man in front of him.

"I'm the librarian, you can call me Galen."

He looks very old, but his voice is really loud and rich, giving people a sense of believability.

"Hello, Mr. Galen, my name is Carré, and I'm looking for some books about Yuanli."

"Books about Yuanli?" Galen, the librarian, glanced at Carré and continued, "On the second floor, come with me." ”

Following Galen to the second floor, walking behind Galen, Carré felt more and more that the strength of this sturdy old man was terrifying, he couldn't feel a bit of martial arts momentum from the old man in front of him, no different from ordinary people who had not cultivated Yuan Force, but the old man could appear behind him quietly, how could he not cultivate.

It is estimated that there is only one reason, the old man's Yuan Li cultivation in front of him is far beyond his imagination, and he can't feel Galen's strength at all at his level.

"This is it." Galen stood in front of a row of bookshelves, turned back to Carré and said, "The books about Yuanli in the library are all here, there are probably more than a thousand, you can see for yourself." ”

"The books here can be borrowed, you can also read here, if you need a book ladder, the book ladder is at the end of the bookshelf, if you want to borrow a book, you can go to the counter downstairs to register after choosing a book."

With that, Galen went downstairs.

"Whew!" After Galen left, Carré took a deep breath, Galen put too much pressure on him, although Galen did not have a trace of the momentum of a strong man, but a strong man who was at least a ground-level martial king stood beside him, how could he have no pressure psychologically.

Could this person be the master hidden in the prison that Peter said, but he felt that it was a little different, why did a martial king stay in the library as an administrator if he had nothing to do.

After sinking his mind, Carley didn't think about this, whether it was a martial king sent by the empire, or not, for him, nothing was as important as finding a way to restore the starting point of Yuan Li.

Looking at the books on the entire shelf, Carley's eyes were slightly hot, and his heart was beating faster, whether he could find a way to restore his Yuan Li depended on these books.

"Introduction to the Warrior Yuanli"

"Simple and Practical Techniques of Martial Artist Yuanli"

"Military Basic Swordsmanship"

……

Two hours passed, and Carré went through the titles of more than a thousand books.

There are more than 1,000 books, and there are also a few books that Carré has read, but a few books are just a drop in the ocean for more than a thousand books, and Carré doesn't know how to choose, so he can only roughly infer the content of the book based on the title.

Carré chose the basic books placed on the lower shelves, and the basic ones for the ladder placed on the high place, and selected a total of ten books, and he walked downstairs with the books.

"Mr. Galen, there are ten books in total, and they have been registered." Carré finally wrote down his name and number, stopped his pen, and turned to Galen.

"Yes!" Galen replied and tossed a brown-yellow bag to Carré, "Here's for you!" ”

Putting the books in the bag, he put the bag on his back, "Goodbye, Mr. Galen!" Carré walked out of the library.

After Carré left, the wooden door of the library slowly closed automatically, and Galen sat on the chair, squinting his eyes slightly, and muttered to himself, "This young man, the breath on his body is so familiar, but why can't he remember it?" ”