It was late at night, and in the faint light of the candles beside him, Stannis pointed his finger at the struggling readers of the books.

Dinah had sent her grandfather back to rest, and spending the whole day in such a poorly ventilated place was obviously unbearable for the elderly Lady Romone.

Now the lord was the only one left in the library of Notda, looking at the book, and although it was full of heating, Stannis's back was getting colder and colder.

It wasn't because of the cold wind that came in through the cracks in the window that what scared him so much was what was written in the book.

This is a forbidden book of various mutilated diaries, which record the secrets of the most desperate dark worlds, and the contents of the divine seal are only two short pages, which look like they were torn from the diary, but the contents are reversed, or more like the whispers of a madman:

'It's a sunny day on the 5th of September, why is the damn moon shining so brightly!'

'Gods, what have I blasphemed to make me find this terrible secret?' though I had all my life determined to collect all the dark affairs of this world, but I never expected to find this!I never thought that the reliefs carved in those lizardman cities in the south were real, and that these twisted divine seals were really buried all over the world!'

'What the wise Yama (High Priest) of the lizardmen had feared all along, and I foresaw one tonight, buried in the depths of the three thousand feet beneath the Anlo Mountains! It was red instead of black as the lizardmen had in their mouths, and it looked like it belonged to a sub-god seal, thanks to the gods! But even though the power was weakened tenfold, but when I looked at it, I could feel that my brain was about to explode, and countless crazy thoughts burrowed into my brain, fortunately I had seen countless dark things, so that I could still keep my sanity, but my poor, my most loyal little guy Allah was directly scared to death! I drew a pattern around it, but I could not describe the hundredth of the horror it brings, fortunately I listened to the advice of those Yama and did not touch the divine seal with my hand, otherwise ......'

'I'm sorry I can't describe what I've seen in words, I can only escape from that cave with all my might, and I have to leave poor Allah in the ground, gods! I just want to go back and be an ordinary rich man, and let me forget what I just saw!Wait, I heard something wandering around my tent, and through the gap I saw what seemed to be a huge creature like a spider approaching me, and wait! His face turned out to be ......'

The diary came to an abrupt end here, and with the large splash of blood on the surface, it is not difficult to imagine what happened to the owner of this diary.

Stannis swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his whole body trembling, although it was only a small paragraph, but he was already frightened of the six gods.

He was so frightened that he didn't realize that the figure that had been reflected on the ground by the candlelight was beginning to transform, and the shadow was silently turning into a poisonous snake, and raised its neck to strike a fatal blow at Stannis!

While Stannis was still in a state of fear, the venomous snake made of shadows had already spread its fangs aimed at the lord's neck, unleashing a lightning strike unleashed unleashing a lightning strike on his unsuspecting side.

Seeing that he was about to die, suddenly a person outside the room recited a spell aloud.

"In the name of the Lord of Fire!"

Stannis's body began to glow, and then a fireball detached from his body and hit the shadow snake head-on at him, and the moment the two touched, the snake was crackled with fire, and finally twisted into a mass and re-transformed into Stannis's shadow.

The lord immediately turned around, he had no idea what had just happened.

The man outside the door was none other than Maester Lomon, who was holding the unsightly cane, but the old man who was too familiar with Stannis to be familiar with was the same as usual, and the old man's waist, which had always been rickety, was now extremely straight, and his eyes shone with a blue light that illuminated the darkness, as majestic as the gods.

"Old man, what's the matter?"

But Lady Romon didn't answer him, he just raised his cane and struck the ground, and the whole library began to shake, and the books on the shelves fell to the ground, and then a black sticky mass slowly rose from the pile of books, making it impossible to see what was hidden underneath.

Maester Romon flicked his hand, and Stannis lined up with an invisible force, and then he stepped forward and shouted loudly, his voice full of power.

"At this time, my old classmates still refuse to come out to meet!"

Old schoolmate?Stannis looked at the goo and was completely confused, could there be a person hidden under the dark shadow?

Almost instantly, the shadow receded downward, revealing a masked mage in black robes.

"Say hello to you, don't be so exaggerated!"

Although he said so, the comer raised his index and middle fingers, and immediately burst out from behind the bookshelves in all directions, several long sleeves made of black shadows, trying to entangle Romon around.

Without the slightest hesitation, Romon recited the incantation again, "The princess of water is with me!"

A water balloon spawns out of thin air and envelops Romon in the middle, long strips of soft cloth elongated by the darkness only wrap around the balloon's outer layer.

"You still like to chant spells aloud as much as you used to! "That masked mage should be an old acquaintance of Romon and know his past inside out.

But Lady Romon didn't speak, he just tapped the ground with his cane, and the water balloon immediately burst and scattered the 'black cloth' on the periphery.

"Old fellow, don't you always like to sneak up on people?"

Romon turned to the opposite side of the comer, leaving the back of the other party, because he knew that the one in the stack of books was just an illusion, and the real caster was hiding on the back.

The bookshelves slowly moved to the sides, and from inside slowly stepped an old man who was also old, but he looked much more energetic than Romon.

"Well, how advanced my illusions are, can I compare to a tenth of hers?" the visitor snapped his fingers, and the masked mage on the other side disappeared into nothingness.

Romon didn't move, he just held his cane in his hand.

"Hey, you two guys don't say anything more incoherent! Romon explain to me what the hell is going on!"

Sitting on the sidelines, Stannis yelled in displeasure, having no idea why he had been drawn into it, even though he had just witnessed a suffocating magic battle.

"Why, old classmate, you haven't mentioned me to the Earl, but Sir Justine, this is not the first time we've met. The old man winked slyly at him, enjoying the lord's blank face.

I've seen this old man in front of me? Stannis didn't have any impression at all!

The guy seemed to know that the lord must have forgotten about him, so he happily stretched out a hand with a black metal ring on his thumb carved into a pattern shaped like a flame.