The next day.

When Dimitio Greccia awoke from his sleep, it took him a few seconds to realize that he had returned to the Imperial Capital Heavenly Dome. He was the only one in the huge bedroom. The servants knew his habits and never entered his room without permission.

It would have been a joy to be back home, but Dimi felt a little lost in his heart. He suddenly remembered the girl: she had said good morning to him for the past two mornings.

…… What do you think.

Dimi shook his head desperately, kicking the cranky out of his mind. He looked at the clock in the corner.

"Oops!"

It was already 8:30 a.m., a full two and a half hours later than his normal wake-up time. According to the arrangement, he should have arrived at the gate of the council hall an hour ago—

I shouldn't trust my routine, Dimi thought to his chagrin. Why didn't I tell someone to wake me up? The young prince did not care about regretting it, he put on his coat and rushed out of the room.

Maybe Victor or Victoria was late, Dimi prayed in his heart. But this is clearly just wishful thinking on his part. As soon as he rushed out of the house, he saw Victor, dressed in white, walking towards him. Maybe I'm really too late...... Maybe the work is over, Dimi thought bitterly.

"My friend," Victor said jokingly, "I thought you would sleep until noon." ”

"Where's Victoria?" Dimi wanted to ridicule this bad friend, but he said an irrelevant question.

"She's out of the palace." Victor replied.

"This morning's work, it should be to discuss how to arrange a position for her, right?" Dimi frowned.

"Today there is a meeting at the aristocratic salon near the Royal Library," said Victor, "to discuss the new book classification invented by Victoria. We also got the news in the morning. Victoria felt she couldn't help but go. ”

A second of silence.

"Can you tell me the full address?" Dimi said.

……

When he was only a street away from the salon, the young prince began to wonder if it was too reckless for him to run out like this. He looked around, and the dark gray stone road was full of people, and no one noticed him dressed as a civilian.

But now that he's here, he can't go home, Dimi thought. He took a step and walked in the direction of the salon—

"I'm sorry."

A voice stopped Dimi. Dimi looked back. It was a brown-haired young man about the same age as Dimi, dressed in a neat gray robe, with a gentle temperament. The moment he saw Dimi, his pale golden pupils seemed to shrink, making Dimi wonder if he recognized his identity. But the other party's expression immediately became calm again.

"I'm sorry," said the gray-robed young man politely, "may I ask if the Royal Library is in front?" ”

"That's right," replied Dimi, who never shy away from showing his demeanor to visitors, "sir, are you looking for a library?" ”

"I've heard there's a noble saloon around there." The gray-robed young man narrowed his eyes.

"It's about the new book taxonomy," Dimi said, thinking it was such a coincidence, "I know." I'm going there too. ”

"Can you take me?" The gray-robed young man asked.

"Absolutely." Dimi readily agreed.

It seems that Victoria, to be exact, her invention of the book taxonomy, is still getting a lot of attention, Dimi thought. Even people from outside the imperial capital came here.

"What do you call it?" Dimi asked.

"Song...... John Ray," said the gray-robed youth, "what about you? Friend. ”

"Just call me Dimi," Dimi said vaguely, "Are you coming to the imperial capital for the first time, Mr. Lei?" ”

"It's the first time I'll do it myself." The gray-robed young man "Mr. Lei" replied.

The two walked together to the salon.

"You speak with an accent from the north of the Empire," said Dimi, "but I see the style of your robes, like those of the Elrios." ”

"I was born in the Duchy of Sunfire," said Mr. Ray, "but moved to Elrios when I was six years old." In Thales. ”

"How does the imperial capital of my empire, Phoenix, compare to Thales, the pure white city of Elrios?" Dimi said. He had been to the "White City" once, and he had to admit that the majesty of the two ancient cities was comparable.

"No equal." "Mr. Ray" replied. But Dimi felt that he was not sincere.

"I heard about the new book taxonomy, and it is also influential in Erios."

"Because Levi ...... I mean, the Pale Moon' was strongly pushed by His Excellency Fedorovich," said Mr. Ray, "and all the libraries in the White City will adopt the new book classification. Most bibliophiles have also expressed support for the new taxonomy. ”

"So it's ...... It's pretty impressive. Dimi didn't know the news yet and couldn't help but be a little shocked.

"What about you? Do you support the new classification? "Mr. Ray" asked.

"Me? Of course - yes. Dimi replied. Elrios has only one-fifth the territory of the Empire, less than half the population, and five times as many mages as the Empire. Perhaps it was this attitude of valuing knowledge, Dimi thought, that allowed Elrios to excel culturally.

In addition, Dimi thought, this "Mr. Lei" is definitely a mage, and he may still be the kind that has been in a high position for a long time. He couldn't help but think of his sister Bena's fiancé, Peter Cliff. For some reason, he always felt that the "Mr. Ray" in front of him had a similar temperament to the "End Day" Cliff.

……

The two of them came to the door of the salon. The nominal owner of this salon is Mrs. Pinno. Her husband, Mr. Pinno, was the deputy director of the Imperial Capital Library. Mr. Pinno's father was originally a wealthy businessman, but in his later years, he lost his wealth and studied seriously. Mr. Pinno inherited his father's knowledge, and was a well-known figure in the cultural circle of the imperial capital, and recently received the title of honorary knight.

Mr. and Mrs. Pinno stand together at the door to welcome the guests. Watching Dimi and "Mr. Ray" approach, a distressed expression appeared on their faces. Where has this young man been seen...... Where exactly......

"Don't you know me?" Dimi said.

Hearing Dimi's voice, the couple finally remembered. Mrs. Pinno was so frightened that she almost stumbled.

"His Highness Dimiteo! Why are you—no, I mean, it's so glorious for you to be here—"

Dimi didn't bother to listen to their compliments. The young prince walked past the Pinnos and into the living room behind them. He glanced at "Mr. Lei" beside him, and this guy still looked impassive.

He must have noticed, Dimi thought. Knowing that he is the crown prince and still being able to keep his face unchanged, either this guy is thick-skinned to death, or he has long planned to get in touch with him, or - he thinks that his identity is equal to himself.

Dimi fell into thought. What's ...... Are there any clues about Mr. Lei's identity?

That's right. Just now he seemed to call the famous "Pale Moon" Levi Fedorovich by his name. It was so natural for him to mention the name, as if Lévy had a close relationship with him. This "Mr. Ray" is not a madman. He's really confident.

So, like Lévi Fedorović, is he, like Levi Fedorović, a member of the "Golden Generation" of Elrios, or a friend of theirs? Some of the most famous "golden generation" cultivated by Thales, the "City of Pure White", Traynaud La Mantasenis, Gloria La Mantasenis, and Morgana Jeromolde, have all met themselves. Using the method of elimination, the real identity of this "Mr. Lei" will be-

"His Highness Dimiteo!"

A sudden call interrupted Dimi's thoughts. It was an old man with a wrinkled face...... It was the Marquis Gunther Engor. Behind him are his two granddaughters, Margaret and Angel.

"Ahh His Excellency the Marquis of Engor ......"

Dimi remembered the conversation he had heard the day before yesterday at the small hotel. It seems that Margaret is not bragging. The Marquis of Engor was really interested in the new book classification and only wanted to discuss it with the inventor in person.

The three members of the Ngol family bowed to Dimi together. Both Margaret and Angel met Dimi for the first time, and Margaret looked very solemn, while Angel looked at Dimi with curiosity. The other guests had gathered in the corner of the living room to talk, and when they heard the voice of the old marquis, they also gathered to salute Dimi.

"No need to be polite," said Dimir, "I'm here for the salon today." I hope you all ...... as usual This is the place to discuss culture, not the court. ”

Dimi said it several times before the crowd gradually dispersed. It's just that everyone's voices are obviously an octave lower, and the topic of the exchange of heads and ears has also changed. The Marquis of Engol found a chair and sat down, his expression as if in deep thought.

"As soon as you appeared," said Mr. Ray with a smile, "the atmosphere was immediately different." ”

"I kind of regret why I didn't dress up in disguise." Dimi laughed at himself.

The large living room of the salon was a little crowded because there were so many people gathered. The Pinnos had to improvise the servants bring a number of new chairs from the dining room. The whole living room seems more like a small classroom than an aristocratic salon. Only the harpsichord in the corner and the paintings on the walls give a hint of the original function of the room.

Dimi rejected the offer to sit at the front. He found a spot in the back row. As a result, except for the old Marquis of Engor and the familiar "Mr. Lei", no one dared to sit in a row with him. The old Marquis of Engor was considered to be a powerful man in the Empire, and some people thought that he was the de facto vice-chancellor of the Empire.

"Speaking of which," said Dimy, looking at the old marquis beside him, "I have heard of Victoria...... The inventor of the new taxonomy also came here. Where is she? ”

"You mean Your Excellency Baroness Ansel, she arrived early," said the old Marquis, smiling, "and she seemed to want to make a small speech. ”

"And then?"

Then she borrowed the study from Mrs. Pinno. I'm sure she'll be back soon—look, she's coming. ”

Victoria's figure appeared on the other side of the living room. She maintains her long, innocent pale blonde hair and wears a sky-blue dress. Her mind was full of speeches, and she didn't notice Dimi's existence at all. This was the first time Dimi had seen a girl in a dress.

Dimi stood up.