"Master Wiggins, you need to know...... The Principality is currently in a very dangerous situation, and we must ensure that every corner of the Principality is safe...... No, no, no, you can't refuse our search for such superficial reasons...... We are not lackeys of the aristocracy! We are here on the orders of Lord Carlos......"

It was noon, and Tania's library seemed to be gradually warming up with the rising sun, and readers from all over the city and of all identities began to appear in this luxurious and mysterious library. Duan Qing, who had been here for several hours www.biquge.info pen "Fun" Pavilion, didn't have much time to pay attention to who these readers were, and could only observe some figures dressed like mages or scholars from the backs of those hurried by, and the figures he occasionally saw in the gaps in the bookshelves, and he was not in the mood to pay attention to these - he was sitting on the second floor of the library, on a long table next to a bookshelf, As he flipped through the stacks of books stacked next to him, he kept copying the blank pages in front of him.

Excerpt the main points of these books - this is the work he has just been given.

"Old guy ......" moved his somewhat sore arms, Duan Qing looked at the old man who was still sleepy in front of a certain guard at the bottom of the corridor, and waved his fist with some hatred: "I was deceived by him again......"

Ever since dawn, there had been a constant stream of shouting and cheering outside the library, accompanied by piles of heavily armed guards and every messy field they passed. Such a large-scale search has been going on for half a day, and there is no intention of stopping, it seems that it is because of the injury of an important person in the principality, and the all-round martial law is caused, but in Duan Qing's mind, such a search is mostly meaningless, but just an attitude and warning on the surface - not to mention whether those people have the courage to continue to follow, if those attackers really sneaked into the city, they probably have some way to avoid this kind of overly obvious search.

And now...... The samurai, covered in shining armor, had already searched the door of the library, but they seemed to be having trouble in front of the old man.

"Wiggins! There's no way we can afford to have any hiding place in Tania! If you don't cooperate......"

As if sensing that the old man who had closed his eyes and recuperated had never been willing to cooperate, the captain of the golden armor who took the lead finally couldn't help but shout, attracting several frowning readers on the first floor of the library at the same time, and at the same time, he also succeeded in making the old man open his eyes. However, Duan Qing, who saw this scene, shook his head, and then put his attention back in front of him, as if he didn't plan to continue watching the excitement, because he knew that the old guy who was not good-looking would not be afraid of this level of threat at all.

"But you shouldn't be a liar."

Looking at the unfinished books that he and Thousand Finger Crane had done half of last night and were still piled up in the corner, Duan Qing shook his head a little helplessly, and then continued to record in the midst of the noise - according to his malicious guess, the old man must have thought that it was too easy for them to make money, so he made up a reason to "have already done it" to prevaricate himself, and then logically arranged this more troublesome and boring work on his head. And judging from the situation he copied to the present, this seemingly endless work, no matter what, he had to ask the curator for a lion money with a big mouth, but he was a little too impatient at the time, and he was deceived by the old guy, so now he had to fill in the deep pit by himself, sighing and using the original price promised by a certain girl, to deal with this boring matter first.

Fortunately, in the process, he can also see something different.

"The Koval tribe is an ancient race that often lives on the edge of dense jungles, and lives by hunting wild beasts and picking the fruits of the jungle. Due to the characteristics of life, they are very good at crafting tools and weapons in the jungle, and they are also very good at how to survive in the jungle, so every member of the Koval tribe is a natural jungle survival expert and combat master, not a character who can be underestimated at will. However, as time went on, the jungle environment on the free continent became less and less, and the space left for this tribe to survive became smaller and smaller, and by the time I have written, we can only find some of them in the north of the Andachel Mountains and near the Hulan Mountains in the south......"

"How do you excerpt this book?"

Indignantly slammed the history of the minority race that he had read before on the table, Duan Qing leaned back a little helplessly, raised his head and let out a sigh, his hands gradually fell to the floor, and he put on a loveless look: "Every race is a story, do you want to copy it all......

Looking at the thick pages in front of him, as well as the large pile of books piled next to him, he covered his forehead with his hand in pain: "God, why do you want to punish me like this, is it because I didn't pay back the old king's money, so I ......"

"If you're tired, take a break."

An old voice suddenly appeared beside Duan Qing, he turned his head suddenly, and what caught his eye was the figure of the old man who was still arguing with the captain of the guards below.

"You, you, when did you come up?"

"It's a well-known fact that the Principality is in a bad situation."

The old man didn't answer Duan Qing's question, but dragged his black robe and walked to the other side of the table a little tiredly: "So...... Such a routine inspection really doesn't make much sense. ”

"Hey, that's what I thought too." Duan Qing read in a low voice: "And these things in front of you, they don't have any meaning...... Ah no, no, no, I mean to say...... I love the job, it's very rewarding, but ...... Can we ...... Well, a little less? ”

"It's my personal business." The old man's eyes fell on Duan Qing's body: "I like these books very much, so I want to write them down." People are old, and their memory is not as good as that of you young people......"

Then you'd do it yourself...... Duan Qing shouted in his heart.

"I've been here for eighteen years." The old man slowly raised his head and looked at the top of the bookshelf: "It's nice and quiet here, I like this place very much, and the books kept here." Unfortunately, people's energy is limited, and I can't read all the books here, there have been many books before, but I just put them down after a quick glance......"

"Now that I think about it, I regret it."

The old man stretched out his hand, as if to touch some books on the high shelf, but just as he stretched out his arm, he seemed to cough violently because of some kind of physical discomfort, and after a while gradually subsided: "Alas......"

"You ......"

"I'm fine, it's just ......" The old man waved his hand at Duan Qing, and then looked at the sky outside the library: "Winter...... It seems like it's coming soon. ”

The atmosphere gradually fell silent between the two of them, and then heated up again with the old man's movements—like a warm spring from a cold winter day, the white-haired old man's body slowly straightened up, and the original old face on his face gradually became spiritual, as if some kind of life vitality was injected into his body again. He exhaled heavily, then patted his robe, and walked to Duan Qing's side: "Let you see the joke, but ...... I just wanted you to know that I love to read. ”

"Oh......" Looking at the curator who had obviously changed, Duan Qing subconsciously responded: "I, I know ......"

"So ......"

The sturdy old man touched his gray beard, stretched out his head to look at the book in front of Duan Qing, and the smile on his face gradually appeared: "Where did you excerpt...... Oh, is it a history of races in the Free Continent? Haha, I love this book too, it tells a lot of interesting stories, many of which I haven't experienced at my age......"

"Huh? You, you ......" Duan Qing's face immediately became very constipated: "Have you seen it all?" ”

"Oh? Did I say that? The old man's eyes rolled with a purr, then he suddenly turned around and patted Duan Qing on the shoulder generously: "Don't get me wrong, I'm just ...... Well, I've only got a little bit of a little bit of a story, yes, a little bit of a story, and you know, people my age, even if they haven't read anything about the book's record, must have seen a lot of things like that, after all, I'm ...... Well, I used to be an adventurer, I have been to many places and heard a lot of old legends...... Why, you don't believe it? Don't look at me like that, I know you don't believe it, it's better to ...... like this."

In Duan Qing's somewhat strange eyes, he picked up the book, and then patted Duan Qing's chest: "You can test me with the things on it, I promise to be able to say it word for word." ”

"Well, wouldn't that prove it all the more...... Have you read the book? ”

“…… You're so smart, no one will like you, little one. So the old man's face was divided into black lines: "You just ask." ”

"Good good ......"

With a long tail note, Duan Qing reluctantly took the book that was fastened on his chest, and then casually flipped a few pages: "Hmm, this name is called ...... Tolia. ”

"Tolia?" The old man kept his eyes: "Your question is really accurate...... It was the name of a race, a group of people who were not very powerful, but they always perished with pride, once distributed in the southwest of the Free Continent, and then gradually isolated, and then disappeared, and there are many theories in history as to why they perished, of course...... If you think of it as the sum of many reasons, it is not an exaggeration......"

"Wait, wait, wait." Duan Qing hurriedly interrupted the old man's words: "What you said...... How is it different from what is written in the book? ”

"Of course not." The old man blew his beard confidently: "Otherwise, how can I prove that I already knew?" How to prove it...... Do I know better than what is said in that book? ”

"Uh......" Duan Qing paused, and then scratched his cheek: "Then, what if you are still lying to me?" ”

"I'm very unhappy with your words." The old man, who had obviously become much more excited, stared: "What do you mean it's still there?" Have I ever lied to you before? We probably haven't met more than twice combined, and if you've been tricked by me, how can you forget about an old liar like me...... Phew, what am I talking about? I'm all mad at you! ”

“……”

"Anyway, I didn't lie to you." Looking at Duan Qing, who had become strange because of his smile, the old man straightened his robe and re-revealed his positive color: "Tolia has long been proven to be a mistake of the times, so it has gradually been eliminated!" Because ......"

"They're Frey's family."

"Frey?" Suddenly, a familiar name sounded, and Duan Qing's sitting posture suddenly straightened: "Is that Emperor Frey?" How is it still related to her? ”

"Of course, because her name is Toria? Frey. The old man smiled confidently, "Those who once followed her were later called Tolia. ”

"Nani?" Duan Qing opened his mouth wide: "There is still this statement? ”

"That's what the book doesn't have anymore." The old man smiled and said, "Of course, you know that these things are useless, because those people have long ceased to exist, and their descendants ...... There are probably not many left. Of the Emperor's families that exist today, probably only the Roland family and the Cabras family, who once followed them to the death, are still alive and well on the land of the Empire......"

The old man's voice became lower and lower, as if he was caught in some kind of nostalgia for history, which made Duan Qing become a little calm, and at the same time, he gradually accepted a lot of his previous statements. Shaking his head with some embarrassment, Duan Qing, who was looking at the old man, turned two pages casually again, and then lowered his head and read out the next name: "What about this, this is called Mian's ......"

"Mian? They are a group of people living in the south-west of the Free Continent, a rare minority of the people who stand at the pinnacle of the world, one of the rulers of the independent state of Anderson, a strong and extremely xenophobic group, there is a theory that they were once a branch of the ancient Koval tribe, but I don't agree with this unless I can find evidence......"

"This, this is called Gompa's?"

"Oh, the name is very good, and it is also a very powerful race, their people are born sailors, the tide of the sea, they are all over the eastern coast of the free continent, almost ruling most of the East China Sea, in the hearts of the common people over there, the principality and the empire are all child's play, Gompa is the master there, the king who rules the world......"

"That'...... Why have we never heard their names? ”

"I'm sure you've heard of it, because they're pirates!" The old man blew his beard: "In the war report of the principality, there will be news that your adventurers are fighting them on the east coast every day!" ”

"Poof-" Duan Qing coughed heavily, and then said in a hoarse voice with some embarrassment: "Okay, I made a mistake, let's continue...... Well, the next one is called Tadaya...... Hey? ”

"I think I've heard of this......"

"Of course you've heard that." For some reason, the old man's originally excited voice was lowered again: "Tadaya ......"

"It's the name of the founder of the principality."