Then, she was dressed up in a new look, her original gray maid costume was torn off, she was replaced with a sky-blue maid dress, a white headscarf, a rag and a bucket in her hands, and she was taken to the consul's study.

She stood in awe at the door of the study, looking at the Archon's smooth and shiny mahogany desk, the twenty rows of bookshelves, the books on the shelves were piled up from the floor to the ceiling, and the titles of the books printed in gold on the spine were shining—

This is the world of the powerful!

Knowledge that only the powerful can grasp!

At this moment, Polya's father's words rang in her ears, and her long-ago memories were vaguely revived, that was when she was still babbling, and her father held her in his arms, and wrote beautiful words on the ground with branches, teaching her, this is SUN, this is MOON, this is STAR-

So, as if she was stunned, she put down the bucket and rag in her hand, walked towards the bookshelf step by step, stretched out her slender fingers, gently stroked the title of the book, and involuntarily read it: "The city of sunset - the light of the great sun finally converges here." ”

"Are you literate?" A gentle male voice sounded not far behind her, she was startled, turned to look, she immediately bowed her head cautiously, as the maids beside the mistress demanded, and humbly saluted: "Good day, sir." ”

The archon, dressed in a white embroidered gold silk robe, smiled and continued to ask, "Are you literate?" Tell me, kid. ”

The gentle baritone strangely soothed the tension in her heart, and she replied honestly, "I recognize some, not much." ”

The archon raised his eyebrows, said no more, and walked over to his desk and began his work.

After a few moments, she cautiously raised her eyes, and found that the adult had completely ignored her presence, and with a sigh of relief, she trotted to the door, picked up the bucket and rag, trotted over to the bookshelf, and began to sweep.

As she cleaned, she poked her head out from time to time, glanced cautiously at the archon, and quickly retracted her head, like a timid and curious little squirrel, very cute.

She didn't know, the archon who looked like nothing happened, she didn't know when, the corners of her lips curled slightly, revealing a smile that she hadn't seen for a long time.

Time passed day by day, in a blink of an eye, she cleaned the study here in the consul, half a month has passed, she has also been cautious from the beginning, and gradually became bolder, when the consul was there, she even dared to knowingly take a book and quietly flip through it.

Finally, when the archon walked up to her again, she boldly raised her head, raised the book in her hand, and pointed to one of the lines with her slender fingers, "My lord, what does this mean?" ”

With a slight smile on his face, the archon leaned over slightly, glanced at her, and answered softly: "Jealousy, greed, laziness, and the evil deeds of the world that do not know how to restrain have attracted divine punishment, and countless great days have fallen from heaven to destroy this filthy world. ”

"God is merciful after all, and there is a glimmer of life, so a saint stands up and leads the people to build a city of sunset, where there is no need for fear and sorrow, and the great day will only become a lamp hanging over the city, and will not harm the repentant believers."

The archon's voice paused, and he explained very patiently, "This is the beginning of our Sunset City. ”

She blinked and asked softly, "And the City of the Sun—"

She caught a glimpse of the Archon's rapidly cooling smiling face, and alertly swallowed the Arbor City she had heard from her cellmate who lived upstairs.

The archon's brow furrowed: "City of the Sun? Where did you hear that? ”

Her knees curled slightly, her gaze drooping, staring at her toes, trying to make her voice sound more respectful, "I'm sorry, my lord, I have no intention of talking about your family affairs, but—"

The consul's tense face eased slightly, "You have heard these things, forget it, don't talk nonsense, you know?" ”

As he spoke, he stepped forward on his long legs, put his hand on the girl's elbow, and lifted her up, and she tried to resist the urge to retreat, and stood up straight with trembling.

"Alright, I'm going to work, if you're interested in the City of the Sun, you can take a look at the bookshelves over there."

"Well, the key is here."

The archon pointed to the pen holder on the desk, and then casually pointed to the last row of bookshelves against the wall, which were different from the ones in front of them, and had extremely expensive glass doors, which were said to have been built from the far east, and the doors were locked.

She always knew that it was her forbidden place, but she didn't expect that today, the archon was also open to her, and the urge to escape was even stronger, and she had to grit her teeth and clench her fists to suppress this impulse.

In the darkness, the whispers of the handmaidens were heard.

"How many days has she been in the study?"

"It's been almost a month! The last maid had only been in it for less than three days, and the Archon had blasted her out! ”

"No, no, Lord Archon didn't summon her to bed."

"Then add new work to her, make her tired, make her emaciated, and make her tormented! Let her go and bring food to that madman! ”

Soon, when she came out of the consul's study, carrying a bucket and a rag, she was stuffed with a basket of fragrant white bread, stewed beef, a beautiful tomato, and a bottle of water.

"Go, go to the room at the end of the first floor, bring food to the people inside, don't talk, don't waste time, go quickly!"

After the order, there was a malicious reminder: "By the way, don't forget to get the cutlery back in half an hour!" ”

At the urging of the maids, she trotted to their designated room with her basket in her hand, and behind her came an undisguised malicious conversation of the maids:

"Is that the madman?"

"That's right! The last time I went to get the basket, he suddenly grabbed my hand and oh my God, it was horrible! ”

"You're just getting caught, you know what happened to me? A bloody mouth that bit my finger! That face is full of beard, oh my god, that's a beast! ”

After turning the eyes of the maidens, she subconsciously slowed down, glanced back apprehensively, and then looked at the gloomy passage ahead, and after a while, she still mustered up the courage to walk forward.

In order to cheer herself up, she softly, again, hummed the lullaby that her mother had sung: "Baby, please fall asleep, and only if you fall asleep can I fly to the heavenly palace and attend the feast of the gods—"

As she snorted, the originally somewhat eerie corridor seemed less terrifying, and in front of the last room of the passage, there were still fragments of light pouring in.