"Class!"

President Kvass put away his textbook, picked up the cane he had brought with him, pulled his breasted jacket around his arm, and stepped off the podium.

According to his past habits, he generally likes to drag on for ten minutes and talk more about other extracurricular things, and his identity is destined to be not disgusted by the students.

The president of the Gewu Society, the twelve wisest people in the world, although it is a bit exaggerated, but no one else can wear this hat.

But today he ended the class time on time, for no other reason, there were indeed traces of someone breaking into the sixth floor of the big library last night, but who the uninvited guest was, but there was no clue.

This is no small matter, the Evos Great Library does store the most books in the world below the sixth floor, but the seventh floor is more than just books.

Many of the things in it are so important that they are not known to outsiders, and even the royal family simply thinks that it is just a library.

The Great Library has been built for hundreds of years and has only been invaded three times, so this time it had to be taken seriously.

The moccasin's heels rattled, and as the youngest of the twelve presidents, Kvas was undoubtedly the embodiment of the pragmatic school, and he would not delay a second in his resolute manner.

"Mr. Kvass!"

Ferrante trotted up, not by the president and the teacher, but by the name of sir.

"I have some questions for you, do you have time?"

"What's the problem?"

Kvass stopped, a gentleman who was a good teacher would not refuse this little thing.

"Excuse me...... This kind of writing belongs to that language family, where can you find the same translation record. ”

"This ......"

Kvass was stunned for a moment, he was very familiar with this kind of writing, when he was a student and enrolled in the Academy of Avos, his graduation thesis was about this kind of 'ancient beast script'.

But the ancient beast script is too complicated, and it involves more of the rules of the language family of the previous era, even if it is compared word by word, it is extremely difficult to explain it at once, and the big library is still waiting for itself......

"You're interested in this, very well, if you have time after dinner today, you can come to the Gewu Club to find me. ”

With that, Kvass handed Ferrante a card, symbolizing the status of the invitee, then touched the top of his head and turned to leave.

In fact, there is no need for Kvas to care so much, most of the students who like this kind of extremely difficult learning before graduation are on a whim, but looking at Ferrante's eyes, he suddenly remembered that he was back then, didn't he also chase after the ass of a former president like this?

......

......

On the sixth floor of the Great Library, including Kvass, a total of four presidents of the Gewu Society gathered, and one of them was holding a cane, tremblingly holding a pair of retro gold wire monocles on his face, and was looking around.

The sunlight outside the window was also blocked by the thick tapestry, and perhaps because of the four of them, the temperature on the sixth floor had risen a bit.

"What do you see?"

"One layer of black fog, only one layer of black fog. The old man pointed to the window, where the tall figure had stayed last night.

"What about the black fog?"

The old man squinted his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot, and his gaze slowly turned to the gate.

"Chase!"

The four of them walked out of the sixth floor under the leadership of the old man, and followed the route that the three of Cassia had taken last night.

But when he reached the third floor, the old man suddenly stopped, took out a glass bottle from his pocket, and wanted to drip the liquid into his eyes.

"Wait. ”

Kvass stepped forward and pressed the old man's hand, and took off the old man's monocle despite the dissuasion.

"Come on, if you use it any longer, your eyes won't be saved. ”

Wearing monocles, a cold chill ran through his temples throughout his body, Kvas clenched his fists, his right eye was instantly bloodshot, and wisps of black mist appeared in his sight, as if a god or a devil was showing him the way.

The four of them advanced again, following the black fog to the window where Cassia had entered and exited.

"Only this trace, from here in, from here out?"

Swallowing the pain of his eyeballs about to burst, Kvas slowly pushed open the window, but instead of the neat campus outside, there was an even thicker black fog.

The fog churned, shrill shouts pierced eardrums, and a whirlpool appeared in Kvass's sight.

"Ahh

Bang!

Blood flowed from his right eye, and he quickly took off his monocle, which exploded in the air and shattered into crystals, and if he had been half a second late, his right eye would really not have been needed.

The old man hurriedly stepped forward and dripped the liquid from the glass bottle into Kvass's eyes, which stopped some of the pain.

The frame of the monocle fell to the ground, and the handwriting as thin as a mosquito's leg was engraved on it.

"Replica No. 3"

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......

One o'clock in the morning

In the dormitory of the Avos students, the arrangement of a three-person room was regular, and Cassia sat on the sofa drinking the summer bean soup, and his mind still lingered on the tall black figure.

Sost sat on the left, holding the magic scroll in his arms, the only 'collection' he had brought out of Sears.

Glancing at his pocket watch, Sost yawned, "It's a little bit, Ferrante won't live over there, maybe that President Kvas has some special fetishes?"

"It's not funny at all. ”

"Hey, seriously, Cassia, do you want to find a chance to go to the Great Library again?"

"Huh...... Are you for the ancient books, or for the Yafanka? Not for the magic scroll anyway. ”

"That's an innocent and kind girl, I myself am not interested in the theory of blood purity, think about it, if I can bring Yafanka with me when I run around in the future, it can not only let her see more of the world, but also highlight my mysterious temperament. ”

"Thinking too much about Sost, people are the same age as your ancestors, it seems that the theory of blood purity does not apply to the soul, and also, how many temperaments do you have, I only see idiots and obscenity. ”

"What's an idiot?"

“...... Belch...... I don't know. ”

Cassia twisted his neck, he did blurt out just now, and subconsciously said it.

Before Sost could retort, the door to the room was pushed open, and Ferrante walked in with a tired look on his face, throwing a finger-thick book onto the couch.

Although he didn't know why President Guevath's eye was injured, he had learned a lot about the knowledge of the ancient beast script.

But in the end, Kvas did not intend to let Ferrante go again, but threw him a handwritten comparison book for Ferrante to study on his own.

This is understandable, except for his own dead teacher, Gervass dared to pat his chest and say that in the opinions of the ancient beast text, no one in this world is more profound than him, even if he is an orc scholar.

......

......

Time is merciless, seeing that two months have passed, the weather has reached autumn, and the city of Evos is even more lively.

Regarding the study of the ancient beast language, with Ferrante's brain, it took two months to figure out the rules of the language family.

It is very interesting that the most prosperous period of the ancient beast script was about 2,500 years ago, and according to the unearthed cultural relics, the development of civilization at that time had reached a very high level.

But...... However, the ancient beast script has many characteristics of the hieroglyphic writing system, which is diametrically opposed to the level of civilization at that time, forming an incomprehensible contradiction.

That's why Sost was able to learn the magic of lighting a lamp by guessing.

In the evening, Ferrante returned to his dormitory, where he did not plan to study the complete Ancient Beast script at this stage, but instead focused on translating the magic scrolls.

Tonight was his first attempt at translation, so he went back to the dormitory early.

"Where's Sost?"

"It's out. Cassia replied as he drank the summer bean soup.

Ferrante shrugged helplessly, the magic scroll is the lifeblood of Thorst, and no one can move without him.

The two of them simply sat on the sofa and waited, but until the early hours of the morning, they still did not see Sost.

While Cassia and the two were waiting, at the door of the sixth floor of the Great Library, Soster patted the dust on his trench coat and smiled quite chicly.

Chirping......

The heavy door was slowly pushed open by Sost, and it was still dark in his eyes, and his eyes looked around, fixed on the ancient book that had sealed Yafanka on the shelf.

But when he just stepped into the door, the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly froze.

In the open space not far ahead, an old man's right eye was bloodshot, lying on his back to the sky, his whole body stiff, and the gurgling blood flowed out of his eye socket unreasonably, spreading towards Sost.

In the open space next to it, the broken monocle lay quietly, and the handwriting as thin as a mosquito's leg was engraved on it.

"Replica No. 4"

But Sost didn't notice this, his mind went blank, and he also ignored the black mist that disappeared from the window.

Bang!

A soft sound woke Sost, and he moved his ears, and cold sweat ran down his forehead.

It was the sound of someone coming up on the fifth floor.

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