An impatient voice sounded from the side, and Xiao Yueluo turned her head to see that there was nothing but the books that had been piled up.

Wait a minute! That one...... Should...... It's a table, right?

The corners of Xiao Yueluo's mouth twitched slightly, and at the same time, she looked at the table "surrounded" by a large pile of books a little speechlessly, well, she couldn't see what the table legs looked like now.

"That...... Excuse me...... Miss Mesfield, are you there? Miss Mesfield? Beatrice Mesfield ......"

"What are you shouting? Aren't people here? The voice of dissatisfaction came from behind the book wall, and it was at this time that Xiao Yueluo saw something dangling there, well, golden...... Crown?

Anyway, if it weren't for the seriousness that Lawrence told her before, Xiao Yueluo would never believe that the little girl in front of her, who only reached her shoulder, was the rumored and respected sage.

Just like the Imperial High Priest Morse Cyrid, his face has never changed since he appeared, although because of his unassuming personality, not many people in the outside world know about the existence of Beatrice, but because of the fact that Morse appeared earlier, even if Elias did many incomprehensible behaviors later, he has never had a trace of transgression and disrespect to the so-called great sage of the library, and of course too much communication does not exist.

"Hey, it's you, why are you stunned?"

Beatrice's dissatisfied voice sounded in front of her, and as soon as Xiao Yueluo came back to her senses, she saw the person standing in front of the pile of books with her hands on her hips. Seriously, if it weren't for the identity of the person in front of her, Xiao Yueluo would definitely rush up and take Beatrice in her arms and ravage it well.

"I say you, although I don't know what rude you are thinking again, but I advise you to throw away all the bad things in your head, otherwise if something happens, even if Nehmeyah asks for me, it will be useless."

"Well, Miss Maysfield, Miss Edith didn't mean to offend you." Although I don't know what happened to make Beatrice like this, since it is not the first time that a similar scene has happened for Lawrence, who has lived in the palace all year round, apologizing is the first way to calm the anger of the other party, and Lawrence has already perfected it.

Nehmeyah's ...... Assistant, I think it's called Lawrence, right? Shifting her gaze from Xiao Yueluo's body, Beatrice raised her eyes to look at Lawrence, who seemed much calmer than before.

"Yes, yes, Lawrence Gülen." Lawrence was a little flattered by Beatrice's words, he had always known what position he was in, although he had the title of chief medicine man, and even many nobles came to curry favor with him, just because he was the closest and most likely to become Nehmea's apprentice, inheriting all his medical skills and learning. Can...... What is the reality? ability, he is not lacking, but it is only compared with ordinary people, after entering the palace, he has seen too many so-called geniuses, almost every one of them is much stronger than him, but except for the girl named Ye Lianli, who is called "Sister Ye", it can be said that no one can really meet the requirements of Nehmayah Charles.

"Don't be so nervous, although I am much older than you, but I have also seen your ability, and it has been hard for you all these years." Beatrice looked at Lawrence, paused for a moment, and continued, "With that old boy's character, working under him must be tiring, right?" ”

"No, no, no, it's a great honor to be able to stay with Mr. Charles as an assistant to help." Beatrice's praise made Lawrence extremely happy, but in addition to being happy, he naturally did not forget his past experience and how he got his current achievements.

"Okay, I won't say much if it's too cumbersome, it's better to get down to business first." After one last glance at Charles, Beatrice's gaze shifted to Xiao Yueluo's body, but the next second she turned around and walked towards her original position.

"Presumably if you came here, Nehemayan's old boy should have told you about my rules here."

Beatrice said as she walked, and Xiao Yueluo followed her and nodded frequently: "The teacher did tell me something, so please rest assured Miss Maysfield." ”

"Since I have already been entrusted, then I won't say more, and you don't blame me for being too careful, after all, the cost of making these books is not low, and many of them are unique, and the entire Islamic continent can not find a second one, if there is damage, it is an irreparable loss." Beatrice sat back in her chair, then looked up at Dawn. Her words are not alarmist, in the Islamic continent, books are good records of knowledge, but because the materials used to make these books are kraft paper, it is not only the cumbersome production process, but also the shortage of raw materials, at least for those ordinary civilians, books can be described as a very distant thing, so even literacy will not be many.

"I'll pay attention to this even if I don't have to be reminded."

Xiao Yueluo knew a little bit about the situation of books, although when she was still in the valley, she was still a little surprised when she saw the number of books in the wooden house, but she was relieved when she thought that it was the accumulation of several generations, not to mention, as a medical family, she would feel strange if there were no medical books at home.

So, after that, Xiao Yueluo got the pass with Beatrice's efficient efficiency, although she felt that it was a little strange to look at her from time to time at that time, but the purpose of coming here had been achieved, so she simply ignored it. As for whether she will be calculated by Beatrice, Xiao Yueluo is not worried about this, after all, her identity before this is just an ordinary pharmacist, even if her current identity changes, it is not too different for the person in front of her. Of course, she should pay attention to other people, although there will not be too many people looking for trouble for a while, but the name of the chief pharmacist student is not something to be said casually, as long as it is given a certain amount of time to ferment, I believe that there will definitely be many people who will make trouble because of this.

"Is it interesting to continue to hide when everyone is gone?"

As the library door was closed, Beatrice sighed after picking up the book on the table again and reading it for a while, and there seemed to be a hint of regret in her voice.

"I didn't mean to hide from her."

A faint voice sounded, and then Beatrice's gaze followed the source of the voice, as empty as ever, but soon, the situation changed. Tiny white fluorescents erupted out of thin air, then rapidly converged at an unusually slow pace, eventually appearing in the library as a man.

"Didn't you? By the way, I didn't say who you were hiding, right? Looking at the person who appeared not far from her, the expression on Beatrice's face remained the same, but there was obvious disbelief in her voice.

"Hehe, I haven't seen you for so long, but your tricky kung fu has risen." There was a chuckle, and then the man spoke again and added, "It should be more than three hundred years, right?" Ever since you left. ”

"Three hundred and sixty-four years, four months and five days, if you really want to continue to be precise, you have to bring thirteen hours, thirty-two minutes and twenty-two seconds, well, now it's thirty seconds."

A series of time spat out of Beatrice's mouth, and that attitude accurate to the second would be mad if an ordinary person heard it. But the person who came now was not an ordinary person, Morse Cyrild, a man known for his mystery and unchanging appearance, could be said to have long been surprised by the behavior of the person in front of him.

"You used to be like this when you were in the Holy Mountain, haven't you changed this problem after so many years?"

Morse spoke slowly, and behind him a large amount of fluorescent light quickly gathered, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a chair and sat under him.

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with being more realistic? It's better than those who just talk and don't do it, right? Beatrice's expression was the same, but after glancing at the person in front of her, a few fragmentary memories flashed through her mind.

Three hundred and sixty-four years, four months and five days, which may be unimaginable for ordinary humans, but for Beatrice, such a long time is only less than a tenth of her life. In the past four thousand years, she has encountered too many from the last civilization to the present, although most of the time as a bystander, but it has long been enough.

From personal experience to bystanding, and then to returning to human society, those things that she had discarded a long time ago, especially the frozen heart, seemed to have been faintly loosened in the past few hundred years.

Meticulous and uncompromising.

This sentence was the original evaluation given to her by the owner of the holy mountain, and it was also the truest portrayal of her at that time. After experiencing the darkness of the world, she witnessed the demise of an entire civilization, and she also witnessed the evil hidden in people's hearts: natural disasters and man-made disasters, in the context of the entire continent falling into war, even the lives of nobles are like mustard, not to mention those civilians who live at the bottom of society, robbery, jianyin, murder, arson and other things happen from time to time, everyone is doing whatever it takes to survive, and the release of various human desires makes this already turbulent era even more chaotic.