1:131 Exploring the Dark History (Part II)

Late at night, a corner of the [Pantoraken Central Library].

"How?" asked Arthur from the other end of the communicator.

"It's good that I didn't feel any interference from the barrier. Hiding in the shadows, Beddevil replied, "Lianyin, can you go and fetch Arthur?" and "Yes, acting master." Lianyin said.

"Well, that-" Bediwell suddenly thought of something, and he blushed and said, "Actually, I wanted to say a long time ago, can you please don't call me anything [acting master]?" Request an extended explanation. Lianyin asked mechanically.

"Well, that is," said Bedeville, blushing, "I was in a place where there were no outsiders before, and you didn't feel anything about calling it that." But I thought that in the future, if I was in public, you would still call me 'acting master', and I would be embarrassed to be heard by others. "Understood. Request a change of username. Please enter a new username. "Just call me [Bediville]. The werewolf boy said with a red face.

"Bediville the host. The username has been modified. "Don't add 'master'!" Bediwell said with a smile.

Ten minutes later, everyone followed Lianyin's teleportation technique to the library.

"There's a huge space, deep underground. Ivan stared with wide eyes. After continuous training, his eagle eye skills have gradually been able to see through the walls that are not thick, "It's a deep place, separated by many layers of protection, and there is also enchantment protection." "You can't be wrong, it's Pantoraken's [Black History Library]. Arthur said, "If you want to find real information about ancient civilizations, it must be there." "Isn't the material given elsewhere in the library authentic?" asked Bediwell.

"You're thinking too much of this shijie. Arthur said, "The existence of the state as a state is based on [deception]."

There is too much information on Shijie that should not be known to the common people, and these materials are leaked out to either cause panic among the public or be detrimental to the rule of the rulers of the time. Therefore, the history you find in ordinary libraries is superficial history, written by the state in order to fool the common people.

Human consciousness is preconceived, and if a lie is used to make them believe something in the first place, they will continue to believe it without reservation until a new experience overturns their beliefs. Kai couldn't help but say: "The history that floats on the surface is only part of the policy of fooling the people." In fact, don't you see that guys like Parin Lore have been brainwashed to the point of intransigence. "Do you distort history and deceive people without any scruples just to make it easier for you to rule?" said Bedeville with a frown, "Your Excellency's shijie is really dark. "You'll understand when you grow up, and then you'll be stained with the same darkness. Arthur said disdainfully, "Although there is no moderation, but without this, the state will not be able to manipulate her people, and then the state will not become a state, and eventually collapse."

The way to govern the country lies in deception and control. The more stupid the population, the smoother the state functions as a machine. Bediwell still can't agree. As an orc, he once lived in a "tribe" rather than a "country", where life was hard, but there was [freedom] and [integrity].

"Arthur, if you were king, would you do the same, and continue to deceive the people in the same way?" the werewolf boy questioned.

"I'm not going to be a king at all. Arthur said in disgust, "If a man like me were to become king, the country would fall apart." "Because I hate this country more than anyone else?, because what I want to see most is this country burned to the ground?" Arthur said coldly, "I say this, will you believe it?" (Arthur is gentler than anyone else, and Arthur is a rotten good guy by nature.) (He would never watch the people in dire straits and not give a helping hand.) "I don't want to interrupt you. But can you talk about any conspiracy theories another day?" said Ivan dissatisfied, "It's freezing cold here, and I don't want to lurk here all night just to listen to you talk." "What's your opinion?" Kay asked, "If there's a good way to take us into the Black History Library right away?" "No," said Ivan "I've been looking at it just now, and the underground facilities are really not ordinarily well guarded. If you don't alarm anyone into entering the underground library, it's a dream. "Then what should I do? I'll come back when I get home?" Kay said, "If you can't do it, just break in?" "Are you crazy?" Evan said, "Even if you can get rid of the guards here, we'll be the turtles in the urn after entering the underground library, and you can escape with ten or twenty batches of reinforcements?" "Teleport-" "There's enchantment interference, teleportation!" Ivan retorted.

Kai was deflated at once, "Don't be so fierce." "Who?!" the guard patrolling not far away alerted, "Hurry up and get out!" Arthur and his party hurriedly retreated deeper into the shadows, hoping not to be discovered.

"I hear you, don't think you can fool my ears!" the guard slowly approached, holding the electric baton in his hand on guard.

"There's no choice but to kill him!" Kai made a 'kill' gesture.

Arthur shook his head violently, "Don't startle the snake!" "Obediently come out for me!" The guard walked closer.

"Wang?" Bediwell rushed out, of course, in the form of a puppy (wolf?).

"Go, go, you damn wild dog!, the library is not the place for you!" said the guard, picking up his baton.

"Ahh!!!h

"Oh, there's one more. I have seen it for a long time. Ivan said as he stepped out of the shadows.

"We can't stay here, let's move forward. Arthur busy, "Bedi will follow our scent and join us." The group trotted a little more and hid in another corner of the library.

"Whew, finally get rid of it!" Bedivel caught up as well.

"However, there is no way to go any further, and there are six guards guarding such a small door, and it is impossible to break through. Evan said.

"Tsk, is that all there is to it?" Arthur thought.

At this time, there is a white dot dancing in the night. As the white dot got closer and closer, Bediwell realized that it was a butterfly. Butterflies made of ice and snow.

"Is this, magic?" called Beddivi as he put on his shirt.

The butterfly quickly came to the crowd and slammed into the wall.

The butterflies of ice and snow immediately turned into frost flowers, slowly spreading on the wall, and finally became a sentence:-

"Walk over there. ＂