At the end of the neat stone staircase is the high entrance to the hidden vestibule of the city-state library.

The outer ring is covered with twisted and old plane trees with blackened bark, while the inner field is occupied by more or less tamarix.

Along the way, there is a flood of greenery and the sound of faint fountains is endless.

Stella walked briskly up the marble steps, and finally stopped in front of the porch, where he stood and stared, the carved figures on the four pillars caught his attention:

Seven of them, a total of seven leaders with different postures, were painstakingly shaped by the sculptor, judging from their physical condition and movement posture, they were three men and two women, and the other two could not be sure for a while, because they (she) were all dressed in grand attire, wearing battle clothes, and each holding a staff, sword, axe, hammer and other weapons.

It is worth noting that on the relief carvings of the pillars on the opposite side, there is no depiction of characters, but images of some exotic beasts and utensils.

Bang!

Thundered!

Two sudden thunderbolts turned Stella's attention back.

"My clothes are soaking wet, and I still have the unpleasant smell of crumbs from the cauldron of the Mystic Crafts, so I might as well go and take off my coat to dry in the shade, and then look for clues from the books. ”

With that in mind, Stella stopped after a few steps to straighten his collar before stepping straight into the library vestibule.

Maybe it's because it's late, the traffic in the huge library is not large, but I think that not many people will come to the library to read books and check materials in this bad weather.

In the front hall, there is only a lazy silver cat lying on the visitor registration desk, occasionally sticking out its little red tongue to lick its smooth and shiny fur, and putting on a look of ignoring every visitor.

Stella seems to have noticed a strange thing: when facing the silver cat, its pupils are completely covered by its eyelids, showing a slit, but the whole cat's face becomes different when it is slightly offset, and the silver cat stares at Stella coldly with its frightening royal blue pupils.

In this way, it is inevitable that people will feel hairy.

"Hey, young man, don't keep staring at a sect beast like this, unless you are its direct sect master, otherwise even if you are a collateral blood relative, you will inevitably be injured by mistake at that time. ”

Turning around, an old man with white eyebrows and beard walked with a large dictionary-like brown book, holding a staff in one hand, and he was in good spirits.

Stella immediately took a few steps back and nodded, "Oh, good...... Good. ”

"That's right. The old man stroked his lips and continued, "Looks like you're visiting the city-state library for the first time—are you a foreigner......?" Isn't it?"

"I'm a foreigner, and it's really the first time I've been here," Ye Zhao blurted out with certainty that a pioneer like Stella Avner would never have time to come to such an elegant, meditative place.

"The Temple of Knowledge welcomes everyone who thirsts for wisdom," the old man nodded approvingly at Stella, and tapped the carpet twice with his staff.

I saw that the top of the staff was inlaid with rich olive green diamonds and flashed one after another, until it was dazzling and eye-catching.

The old man then aimed at the silver cat's slightly tilted staff, and the sect beast felt an irresistible energy at the same time, so it stood up from its lying state and opened every cat's eye to this side.

At this time, Stella fully comprehended the silver cat's "Hidden Soul Clone Technique".

With the naked eyes of ordinary people, the silver cat at this time conjured nine heads and nine tails, and each head and tail jumped out of the body, with different expressions.

Nine silver cats connect with each other, and the virtual and the real are born together.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" said the old man to Stella, "reminds me of a friend's beast a long time ago, just...... The past is unbearable. ”

With another wave of his staff, the nine silver cats disappeared in an instant, and it was difficult to find them.

"Where did you hide them, old sir?" said Stella, waving and grasping in the air with both hands.

"This silver cat is wandering here, and three months ago on the same rainy night, I found it shivering in the hollow of an old sycamore, and I took it in of my own wish and let it rest on my desk. The Sect Beast is spiritual and knows how to be grateful, but for people other than its own sect master, its degree of conformity is very limited, and I just sent it to the Sect Beast Hall, where there will be someone responsible for taking care of it. ”

"I see. Uh, excuse me, the relationship between the beast and the human is ......"

The old man looked at the young man in front of him silently, and then spoke: "It seems that you really didn't mean to tease the silver cat. ”

He sat down at the registration desk and flipped through the register to a blank page.

"Come on, young man, everything you want is here. ”

Stella looked in the direction of the old man's finger, the storage room with thousands of books.

"The Territory Encyclopedia of Magic, Volume I, Middle, and II, as well as the twenty-five volumes of Tracing the Origins of the Sect Master and the Beast, or you may need an Introduction to Elementary Magic. He tilted his cane slightly, and Stella Avner suddenly felt much drier.

"The five hundred and seventy-second floor of the library is in the southwest corner of the library, where you can borrow first, and before that, please sign your family name and glorious name in this column. ”

"Thank you. ”

Stella picked up the delicate quill on the table and wrote it down in earnest.

From the beginning of the crossing to the territory of the arts, Ye Zhao found that he had an extremely easy grasp of the words and languages of this world, and some slang and colloquialisms were even more readily available, as if someone had installed a real-time translation device in his brain that was not under his control.

When he expressed his wishes, he blurted out a never-before-heard Kara language, with the native city-state accent of Saysus. And once he receives the words of others, he can easily understand them, and Kara and Chinese do not go through a tedious conversion process in his head.

Could it be that this is a "side effect" of crossing?"

But on second thought, it's actually pretty good in itself, at least it doesn't allow you to spend a lot of time deciphering the local language.

After Stella signed his name, he respectfully handed the quill back to the white-eyed old man.

At this moment, there was a small sound of rustling from the wide sleeves of the old man's indigo mage robe.

A few emerald green bird creature feathers stretched out, and then slowly retracted.

The old man smiled kindly at Stella.

It seems that everyone in the world of the Territory of Art has their own sect beasts, I wonder if Stella has it, should he travel away with its sect master?

Thinking of this, Ye Zhao, who was a traverser of Stella Avner, became more and more excited, and couldn't help but speed up the pace of progress.