1:150 Exploring the Ancient Capital (Part II)

"Is this this?" said Arthur, looking at the ancient book sealed in the crystal. No wonder the book was left behind and not transferred to the new Black History Library.

"Is this magic? Is there any magic that seals a book in a crystal like this?" said Tristan on the side.

"Aren't you the best at ice magic, and you're so surprised to see that?" asked Arthur.

"Ice magic is only used to collect water vapor from the atmosphere, but look at this-" Tristan tapped the crystal pillar, "this is not ice, this is real minerals, it is silicon—this is far beyond the realm of ice magic, if anything, this is what alchemy has made." What a powerful magician could have made the molecule that controls the minerals and crystallize?" "I don't care who made it. All I care about is if you can get rid of this crystal. Arthur said.

"If you don't have to worry about damaging the book inside, it's still possible to remove it. Tristan said.

Arthur waved his hand disdainfully, "Anyway, let's transport it back first and see what to do with it." "No, you have to do the opposite," said the Grand Duke of Leondugens, who came slowly, "and this crystallized book itself has a long history, and it is precisely to prevent further decay of the book that it has been sealed in this way. If you take the crystal out of the library's enchantment, the books inside will be destroyed immediately, and you will never be able to read the contents. "So what the hell should I do?" asked Arthur impatiently.

"Hmph, don't worry, put your hand on the crystal. The Grand Duke said.

Arthur did so, skeptically.

"Raf'zid-re'vhirao'lva." the Heavenly Knight said a magic spell.

The crystals begin to glow. Then Arthur clearly saw the countless words in the book, as if they had been stripped from the inside of the book, flying out and reflecting in Arthur's eyes.

"Paper and pen, hurry. Arthur exclaimed. Bediwell, who was already busy copying in his notebook.

After reading a page, when Arthur planned to change the page, the reflected page changed with Arthur's thoughts, and the page changed.

"Looks like you're going to have to take a lot of time to finish the book. Okay, you guys get busy, I'll go first. Said the Grand Duke of Leon Dickens.

"Wait a minute, Grand Duke?!" Arthur hurriedly called out to Leon Dickens.

"Arthur, change the page!" said Tristan, who was on the side. He was now copying one page at a time with Bediwell to increase the speed of copying.

Arthur did not try to keep Leon Dickens, but concentrated on copying ancient books.

"Is it okay to let them go inside?" asked Patrick the Platinum Griffon as Leon Diggens jumped on the griffon's back.

"It doesn't matter. At most, they were just strolling around the periphery of the library, and the really important parts were beyond their reach with their current abilities. In the evening, while Greenville was taking a flower bath, her cell phone rang.

"Is it Greenway, the next volume of the Holy Sword War Secret Book has been found, can you help translate it if it's convenient for you?" said Arthur on the other end of the phone.

"Do you guys call me to harass me while I'm in the shower?!" the girl said angrily.

There was silence on the other end of the line for a while.

"Why don't you speak?!, you can't be thinking about something nasty?!" Greenway was even angrier.

"I'm wondering if it's better to hang up and wait a while to contact you now to make you less angry, or to just finish talking right now and not make you angry. Arthur said.

"That's enough! So when can you come over?" "Before I do, I want to confirm one thing. Greenway asked, "Where are you now, in that farmhouse you rented?" "Well, yes, what's wrong?" "Are you only with the puppy, the little fish and the little girl?" asked Greenway.

"Uh, if you're referring to Bedwell, yes, what's wrong?" "Arthur!" Greenville almost jumped out of the tub, "There are dozens of people in your vicinity, and they're all experts!!Get out of there!!"What?!rustle-rustle-" The voice on the other end of the phone was immediately muffled by the cacophony.

"Has [the cleaning] begun?" Greenway hurried out to change clothes, "Arthur, hold me up—" By the time Greenway arrived at Arthur's farmhouse in the Iron Horse, the outer part of the farmhouse was already stained red with blood, and there were many corpses lying on the ground.

Greenway landed and glanced around, but fortunately, there were no bodies of Arthur and his party.

"Ahh The assassin who had been killed by a sword slid limp and fell to the ground, where he died in an instant.

"Tsk, did you bite your tongue and kill yourself? It's so hard to keep a living. Arthur said, wiping the blood from his face, and turned to Greenway, "I'm sorry, I didn't want you to see such a bloody and dirty scene." This group of assassins was a bit difficult to deal with, and they accidentally got serious. "You're not hurt, are you?" asked Greenway.

"I'm fine, Bedi and they just got a little bruised, but it's okay in general. Arthur said.

"Arthur," said Beddyville and the others as they walked into the farmhouse, "I'm sorry, I lost it." These guys know how to hide their whereabouts, and they even hide their scents perfectly, so-" "Forget it, this is a group of well-trained assassins, don't expect much useful information from them. Arthur said.

"Whew. Bediwell sat down and examined the wound on his arm.

"Their weapons are poisonous, you'd better deal with them. "There must be an antidote hidden in the corpses all over the place." "I'll look for it. Tristan said, running out of the farmhouse.

"Lianyin, set up a protective barrier around the farmhouse, it doesn't need to be strong, it can serve as an alarm to intruders. "Understood. Lianyin also walked out.

"By the way, what do you seem to know?" Arthur asked, turning to Greenway.

"A little action by the council, these assassins also came to trouble us last night. Greenway examined Bedwell's wounds and said, "I can understand that the council wants to harm Daddy. But I didn't expect the council to want to kill you. "I can guess the intentions of the council. Arthur said coldly, "Let's not mention that yet." Anyway, you're gotta xiexie, Greenway. Without your reminder just now, I'm afraid we were really plotted. "Hmph, you owe me a lot. The girl smiled, "Show me the next volume of that book?" "Do you want to read it now?" Arthur looked at the corpses lying around the farmhouse, and the blood stains everywhere.

"It's really not a haode reading environment. But since I'm here, let's read the book first to relieve my boredom. Greenway said.

"Okay. Arthur handed the manuscript of the Secret Book of the Holy Sword War to Greenway.

"Not to mention this scribbled child-like handwriting, what is this?!, is it copied by hand?!" Greenway asked in surprise.

"I'm sorry, it was originally stored in the crystal because it was too old, and the only thing I could take away was something that was copied by hand like this. Arthur said.

"I know my handwriting isn't the best," said Bediwell, who was on the sidelines.

"Illustrations, not preserved?" Greenway suddenly asked a strange question.

"Illustrations?" Arthur asked, confused, "Could it be that you translate an ancient book without a few illustrations, and it will affect your mood to be unable to translate?" "Stupid!" Greenway said angrily, "I thought you knew! Haven't you read the first volume of this book? You think the illustrations in the book are just illustrations? There are more ciphertexts hidden in it than the original text! A book is missing dozens of pages of illustrations, and how much ciphertext is missing, do you know?! Arthur showed a solemn expression, "There really wasn't a way to see it, and the crystal didn't seem to be able to show the original illustration." Is there really no way to do this?" "I can only decipher the existing text, and the deficiencies must be slowly worked out, all the possibilities can be deduced in combination with the context, and then the most reasonable explanation can be filtered out little by little. Greenway let out a long sigh, "In ancient Kelton, just one word missing a sentence can derive tens of thousands of combinations of meanings. To list and analyze these combinations one by one, I am afraid that the workload will be too large to frighten people. Thank you for giving me such a difficult job. (What a verbose and annoying grammar.) No wonder the ancients perished. Arthur smiled wryly, "I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you. If you have any treasures you want, just say so, and I'll find a way to get them for you. "Ahhhah, do you think I'm going to be short of treasures or something? Dad can get me everything I want, xiexie." But let's accept your kindness first. "But that's not enough." What the hell should I ask you to do for me?" "I just hope that's what I can do. Arthur said uneasily. He was afraid that this spoiled quirky girl would do something out of the ordinary.

"Well?....... yes!" Greenway had a flash of inspiration and thought of something. Then she immediately snickered at the fact that she had come up with such a genius and such an interesting idea.

"G, Greenway?" asked Arthur, trembling.

"Hey, hey, hey. I've figured out what I'm going to ask you to do for me. Greenway laughed mischievously, "Arthur, go on a date with me." "What?!" Bediwell on the side was so excited that blood gushed from his wound, and he almost fainted.