After saying goodbye to Anna, Ron couldn't wait any longer. He first went to the clothing store to buy himself a decent outfit, which cost about fifty or sixty copper plates. He then walked all the way to the Enns Library.

The Library of Frankser is one of the city's signature buildings, with its floor-to-ceiling windows and spire roof, which resembles the castles of the lords hundreds of years ago, but with a touch of modernity.

Of course, the modern here refers to the modern of this world.

It is said that the Ens Library was once the castle of a famous lord in the history of the Rurklin Kingdom, and after the transformation of 300 years ago, the castle became the property of the government, and after some renovations, it became the prototype of the current Ens Library.

Because of its integrity, it is now one of the more famous libraries in the kingdom of Roarklin, where many rare books are preserved.

Many children of the nobility or scholars who specialized in academics frequented the library, but apart from these people, the library often existed as a building.

In Ron's view, Frankser could use the iconic building to develop tourism and drive commerce throughout the city.

But the nobility of Frankser and the entire kingdom of Roarklin believed that only the best people were allowed to enter a building such as the Ens Library.

If civilians could enter it, it would be an insult to the history of the Kingdom of Roerklin and to this precious scholarly knowledge.

And the rich merchants, who were higher than the commoners to a certain extent but could not be called nobles, also had such an idea, they desperately squeezed into the aristocratic circle, but they never thought of working for the equality of the commoners and the nobles.

They may have thought so, but in their research, they found that overthrowing the nobility would have no benefit other than flattening their wallets, and that if they could become a nobleman, they would gain much more.

Class interests tend to exist.

But for Ron, he is not in the mood to study such complex social relations, and he has a lot to learn.

Soon he was in front of the Enns Library, and after the shock of being the first to stand at the foot of this magnificent building, he was somewhat glad that he had not bought cheap clothes to save money.

You know, at the entrance of the Lowell Club, he has been politely and politely denied the request to enter by the waiter, and even more so in the Ens Library, which Frankser considers a 'noble domain'.

In fact, he was still in trouble.

Two well-dressed men stopped him at the door, and their meaning was obvious, you can't go in.

Ron was a little annoyed by the damn class, and what he didn't understand was why social class was still so obvious in the steaming world.

In desperation, he once again made a banner with the tiger skin of the muse, and after the two strong men saw the stamp on the envelope, they politely invited Ron into it, a very different attitude from before.

Ron couldn't help but wonder what kind of status the muse really had, whether he was a nobleman with a very high social class, or was he outrageously rich?

But in any case, it was his wisest choice to be able to put his thigh on the muse.

"I've heard that there's a letter with the seal of the Holy Alliance on it," an old man in a sheepskin coat and a cane trembled over, and he stood still in front of Ron and held out his hand, "Come, this is the letter, let me see it." ”

Ron looked at him silently as he handed the letter to the old man, who had a heavy mark of age on his body, which could be seen in the folds of his face.

His eyes were cloudy, his hair was thinning, and his teeth were almost gone. But in him, the brilliance of wisdom can still be seen.

"You seem to be observing me?" the old man glanced up at Ron slightly, and then he quickly put his gaze back on the envelope in his hand, and said to Ron, "It's a good thing to be smart and cautious." But what you need to pay attention to is that in the future, try to hide your gaze a little bit and make it more subtle. ”

Ron smiled awkwardly and said sorry.

"It seems to be true, and there is no trace of forgery. The old man didn't read the letter carefully, he just glanced at it casually, and then he looked at the seal on the envelope for a while before handing it back to Ron, and then replied, "My name is Mallory Court, and I'm the deputy director of the Ens Library. I came here as deputy curator when I was thirty years old, and I've been here for seventy or eighty years. How long have I forgotten, please, I've forgotten my age, how can I still remember this little thing? Come, follow me, follow me. ”

The old man, Mallory, walked slowly, and Ron seemed to move unnaturally after him. So he simply walked at a pace similar to Mallory's, using the rest of his attention to look around.

It's a magnificent building, both on the outside and even more so on the inside.

Artistic sconces, antique bookshelves, tables and chairs, all show that the establishment of the Ens Library cost the government a lot of money.

"I've always been the deputy director of this library, and the director has changed more than 20. Mallory said as he walked: "In fact, they are not pure scholars at all, they are all councilors of the Kingdom of Roarklin. If one of the councillors wanted to take it a step further, he would buy off his connections to join the library in order to add to his resume and show that he was more aristocratic. Of course, it's just a name, and they never come here. ”

At this point, Mallory suddenly stopped, and he turned to look at Ron, "I think I'm more concerned about where your letter came from. The Holy Alliance's stuff isn't so easy to get. ”

Ron remembered that the Muse had introduced him to him as the Demon Master of the Alliance's Demon Division, but until now he didn't know what kind of unit the Alliance's Demon Division was, nor did he know which country or force it belonged to.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ron asked, "Excuse me, Mr. Mallory, what exactly is the Holy Alliance?"

"You don't know? It's incredible!" Mallory looked at Ron in surprise, then he shrugged his shoulders and turned his face away, "Looks like someone hasn't told you yet, you're such a lucky boy." Keep up with me, this way. ”

Mallory didn't want to say more, so Ron didn't ask any more.

It took the two of them about five minutes to turn a passage and enter an extremely spacious room.

In the room, there are several rows of ancient wooden tables and chairs, kettles and teacups are placed on the tables, and between the tables and chairs there are almost one-person-high flowers and plants.

If Ron's eyes weren't in good shape, then this should be the reading room.

One after another well-dressed people sat and looked through books, and it was clear that they were either nobles, famous scholars, or wealthy merchants.

Presumably, Mallory, the deputy curator who has served for many years, is very famous, and when he saw the sound of "dong dong" on his crutches and clean ground, many people inside quickly turned their heads.

They first held out their hands toward Mallory, and then their eyes fell on Ron.

It was evident from the slightly puzzled look in their eyes that they were wondering how a civilian could have come to this place, or if Mr. Mallory himself had led the way, which was simply incredible.

These glances made Ron a little unnatural, and he swore that it was the most decent, best-looking outfit he had ever chosen. But it was clear that he was inferior to these true noble children.

This damn class!

Due to the system of the Enns Library and their own demeanor, they did not talk in a whisper, but turned their heads with doubts.

Mallory glanced at the reading room, and then said slowly, "This is the reading room, you can pick an unoccupied seat at will." Turn left out of this door and you'll find bookshelves, where you can pick and choose any books, or let the caretaker do it for you. If you want to drink any drink, you can talk to the administrator. Let's just say that whatever kind of help you need, just ask them. ”

"All the things?"

"Of course. ”

Mallory added, "But you have to be careful not to damage the books, not to draw on them. Oh, and by the way, there are well-known rules, no noise, no eating. ”

"I see," Ron bowed his head in thanks, "I'm sorry to you, Director Mallory." ”

Mallory was about to reply when something suddenly occurred and asked, "How long are you going to stay here?"

"I don't know, maybe a day, maybe half a month, it's possible. ”

"So long?" Mallory was slightly stunned at first, and then he said, "In that case, we have a restaurant for guests here, if you are hungry and want something to eat, you can find a waiter at random and ask him to take you there." As for accommodation, Enns Library has not yet developed this kind of business, so you can only figure it out on your own. Still have any questions?"

"Thank you for your help," Ron replied, "but actually, I do have one more question. ”

"Heavenly Father...... I thought you would understand me, and this was a polite remark. After all, I'm too old, and it's hard to talk too much. But you say, I think I still have the strength to finish answering a question. ”

Ron blushed in embarrassment, he glanced left and right, and asked a little embarrassedly, "Is that so, Curator Mallory, what I want to ask is, is the food free?"

Mallory took a deep breath when he heard this, then he gave Ron a small glare and slowly turned to leave.

"Of course it's free, you're simply insulting me!"

Oh!

Is this the life of the aristocracy?

Ron loves this damn class!