readx;? Ian rubbed his temples and leaned against the wall with a tired face, he hadn't rested for a long time, and now his eyeballs were bloodshot, and his vision was a little blurry. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info He was sitting in the corner of the cobweb, the dust of the wall falling on his hair and shoulders, and on the yellowed pages of the ancient book he was holding.

He was in the library of the port of Sofia, which had a different tone than the whole of the port of Sophia. It's like a small, quiet space in the middle of a noisy world, because the fishermen of Sofia Harbor don't like to read much.

So much so that the only library in the port of Sofia is in decline as if it could close at any time. The books on the shelves were a thick layer of ash, and when he first arrived, Ian thought to himself that he might be the first person to pull them out in years.

The best way to get to know a city is in the library. The words in the book are always more reliable than the gossip that has been passed down by the mouth, and with the help of the keepers, Ian finds the history of the port of Sofia, which was promoted from port to large coastal city. There is an official history, which was written by the people of the city lord's mansion, and there is also a wild history, which was written by some chanting poets who have been living in Sophia Port.

In the records of the official history, the port of Sophia was originally just a small port, but under the leadership of the first city lord, it actively carried out maritime trade, and there was no other continent in the setting of this work, and the so-called maritime trade was only through ships to another city, which slowly expanded the size of the port, and eventually became the largest city on the coast.

This is the most official statement, because of Sophia's hard work, so there is the current Sofia Port. But Ian also found another theory, which is from wild history, which is not like history, but more like a legend.

In the wild history, Sophia sailed by boat to a small island called Abbyron, found rich treasures on the island, and relied on these treasures to develop the port of Sophia.

Ian remembered that the Sophia would soon be on her way to the island of Abbyron again. It's just that he doesn't understand what a fisherman meant by "you can see it, you can't touch it".

The author of this wild history is a bard, and the name of the book is Treasure of the Sea. Ian had always thought that a bard with adventure and romance in his bones must be unreliable, so he ignored it. He didn't care how Sofia Harbor came to be, he came here to find clues about the sea monster.

The sea is a taboo for hunters, and the sea monster is a taboo for the sea.

Ian didn't know how many books he had looked through, and he couldn't find a direct account of the sea monster, but he just picked up some things that seemed suspicious to him and copied them. For example, 50 years ago, there was a small town that was destroyed in a tsunami, and the rescue team failed to save anyone because the whole town was flooded.

But the suspicious thing is that the town is very high, and it stands to reason that a tsunami can flood the town, and the sea water on this side of the port of Sofia can be at least ten meters high.

No one can explain it, not even the best geologists.

Thirty years ago, a team of explorers from the Great Hall went to explore the mountains some distance from here. That time there was also a typhoon, and the typhoon lasted for more than ten days before it ended, and the exploration team never came out after that.

Since then, the Hall has not sent hunters to the coastal cities, and even the former Sophia Port branch has been withdrawn.

Ian was a little puzzled, if it was a hall, it was just a survey team missing, and it shouldn't have been able to withdraw to the entire branch directly. Moreover, it was thirty years ago, when the hall was still in its heyday, the Wandering Cloud Disaster did not happen, and the inheritance of the hunters was normal.

But the hall just gave up the port of Sophia?

Ian couldn't figure it out, but he wasn't going to dwell on it for too long. Because he had found what he was looking for from here, and that was the address of the hall branch thirty years ago. The more he came into contact with the history of Port Sophia, the more he understood that this coastal city was not simple, like a little ink dripping into a glass of pure water, and after stirring, the whole glass of water became muddy.

As he got up, a piece of paper suddenly slipped from the page. Ian splashed it up in confusion, only to find that there were only four small bright red letters on it.

"There's a sea monster here!"

This small line of writing is crooked, as if it came from a child's hand. Ian frowned, brought the piece of paper close to the tip of his nose, sniffed it carefully, and sure enough, he smelled blood. The small print on this piece of paper is not written in red ink, but in blood.

I don't know how many years ago I put it in.,I've been sandwiched between one of the books.。 Ian thought that maybe the man was trying to reveal some information to him, so he opened the book and began to flip through it, and sure enough, he found the same bloodstain on one of the pages.

This time he didn't write in blood, just circled a place name.

He circled "Babylon Island." ”

"Babylon, is there a sea monster?" Ian stamped the book and looked at the title.

Albert's Fantastical Journey, authored by Albert. It's an autobiographical novel, and Ian thinks about it, tucks it under his arm, then puts the other books back on the shelves before heading to the door.

"I'm going to borrow this book. Ian handed the book to the keeper.

The keeper is an old man, and his silver hair and wrinkles are the best symbols. He was reading a book with a pair of glasses thick and only looked up at Ian with those cloudy eyes after listening to Ian's words.

Ian was a little uncomfortable with him.

"It's been a long time since anyone has come to borrow a book. "And it's this kind of old book from I don't know how many years ago, kid, if you don't have a resident card in Port Sophia, you can't take any books from here." ”

"Resident card?" Ian was stunned, he really didn't have such a thing.

"Put the book back, kid, you're not from here. The keeper lowered his head back and read the book, "I can't give the history of Port Sofia to outsiders. ”

"I'll pay it back, I can pay the deposit. Ian said, "I really want to borrow this book." ”

"Gold coins are useless to me, because one second you put it in your pocket, the next you will be stolen. The old man said, "The thieves will bully me for being slow, so you better go back." ”

Ian had no choice but to turn around and prepare to put the book back. At this moment, the pavilion keeper caught a glimpse of the domino on Ian's waist, and after being slightly stunned, he spoke again: "In fact, you can borrow this book with another identity." ”

"Huh?" Ian froze.

"Shouldn't the hunters do what they want to do well?" The keeper shuddered and covered the book he was reading, and Ian looked down to see that the title of the book was actually a blood-colored thorn flower.

"I've read the book you're borrowing, and maybe I know what you're borrowing for. The keeper looked into Ian's eyes and said reverently, "This book is yours, go for it." ”

"What do you mean?" Ian still didn't quite understand.

"Quite simply, you want to find sea monsters. The keeper sat back in his chair and snorted softly as if he were caught in a memory, "I saw a sea monster many years ago, but no one believed it. ”

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