Duke looked at Thor, thinking about his purpose. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Thor stood in front of the door, with an unfathomable expression on his face, and did not speak, as if waiting for Duke to speak first.

Duke waited for a moment, nodded to the other party, said hello, then turned and went into the house, cleaned up briefly, and headed for the Dragon's Tooth Workshop.

Thor didn't expect Duke to react at all, he frowned, and finally spoke, "Wait! Don't you want to know what I'm looking for you for?"

Duke paused and said, "Say." ”

Every second of his time is precious, and if he has something to say, he won't be with him when he plays guessing puzzles.

Thor's face showed anger, then he took out a letter from his bag, shook it casually, and said, "I have a letter from the teacher here, if you want to ......"

He stared viciously at Duke's back, wondering how to pinch him with the letter for a moment.

Duke said, "Plug the door in the cracks!"

With that, he left.

Thor felt a breath of evil in his throat, and he wanted to tear the letter to shreds—of course he didn't dare, this was a letter from the teacher to Duke!

Moreover, thinking of Duke's noisy money-making scene just now, and then calculating the number of gold coins accumulated at this rate, what these gold coins could do, his mood was a little worse!

In fact, after learning that Duke had come to the royal city, he and his grandfather both thought that Duke would be very urgent, and he would not even last a few days, who would have thought that he would not only survive until now, but also be in the mix!

The only good news is that Duke is making moon cakes every day, practicing forging and cooking, or going to the library, his cultivation should be affected.

However, he still couldn't rest assured, and decided that seeing was believing, which was why he came to the royal city.

Thinking of this, he cursed a few times, stuffed the letter into the crack of the door, and then followed.

Duke, as usual, spent three hours in the morning blacksmithing, followed by cooking food, except that he was busy in the house while Thor stood outside and observed.

For Thor, Duke has been doing things properly for the past seven or eight hours, and he can't see anything abnormal at all, but he feels that things are by no means as simple as they seem, because when he saw Duke this time, he faintly felt threatened!

In addition, more than a dozen people went to Duke this morning to do an appraisal, which made him earn nearly fifty gold, which also stimulated him again.

So, seeing Duke go to the library, he followed.

Today's library is much more lively than ever, everyone gathered in front of the door to watch a notice, but it was the Wangcheng Library that was going to hold an auction of classic works on the day of the Chinese New Year.

Duke glanced at it, and the first thing he saw was the extremely standardized and imposing handwriting, and it was hard for him to imagine that the words came from the old man's hand, but when he thought about it again, he felt like the words were like his own......

Moreover, after reading a lot in the last two months, he can see that this notice is not only beautifully written, but also very elegantly written, and there are several words and phrases that are rarely used now, but it does read elegantly.

Thor saw Duke stop and watch, and he quickly looked at the notice, as if he understood something, and then couldn't help but sneer twice.

When he turned his head again, he saw that Duke had already entered the library, and he hurried to follow.

But when he entered the library, he lost Duke's figure, he looked around, and looked over in rows, at this time there were so many people in the library, he didn't even see Duke from beginning to end, and finally had to curse a few words and leave stupidly.

At where Duke used to sit, Dalipson turned back to Duke as he read the manuscript, "How are you doing, are you satisfied with these books?"

Duke nodded, his eyes reluctant to take off the manuscript in his hand, he was so satisfied!

This time Dalipson brought him a pamphlet and eleven pages of a single article written on some kind of peculiar paper, which he had not yet had time to read, but which made him overjoyed!

Melville's Codex of Cultivation.

This is the title of the booklet, and at first glance it is known that it was written by a man named Melville, who is a household name to the elves of the day: Melville, the king of the wilderness, once close to the demigod Druid, one of the twelve sages of the year, ranked only below the then elven king Nick Fis and the high priest Fascire.

Needless to say, how precious his cultivation codex was!

Dalipson smiled, waited for Duke to finish reading a page, and then spoke: "Judging from the current situation, this used book auction is still acceptable to everyone, but restricting the entry of new books may not be so smooth, do you have any good suggestions?"

Duke looked up at Dalipson in surprise, a question he had already said yesterday.

Dalipson said slowly: "I went back and thought about it again, although the method you mentioned is good, but after all, it deviates from the tradition, and only three or a few books are admitted at a time, which will inevitably hurt everyone's enthusiasm, and I am afraid that it will be criticized by everyone at that time......

Duke thought for a moment and said, "You can put it another way, let everyone select a few books that are admitted, and the library will pay them in the form of rewards, so that everyone will not be unmotivated - Mr. Librarian, in my opinion, art also needs talent, and it does not require everyone to devote themselves to creation, which is not the state that a normal society should have." ”

It wasn't obvious when he was in the White Lake Tribe, but as soon as he entered the royal city, he found that the elves had invested too much in art, and this situation did not do the elves any good for the current situation - in the history he had read in his previous life, none of the dynasties that were addicted to art had a good end!

After listening to his words, Dalipson looked at him, and then slowly, a look of struggle and pain appeared in his eyes.

Duke was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but ask with concern, "Mr. Dalipson, are you okay?"

Dalipson was silent for a moment, his face a little unbearable, but he still asked softly: "You have read a lot of biographies and other books recently, have you ever seen 'Lane Prophecy'?"

Duke nodded.

Ryan Shadowmoon, who also lived 6,000 years ago when the elves were at their most powerful, was a sacrifice to the goddess of nature, and she accurately predicted that the elves would fall into the realm of being hunted down at their most prosperous moment, and also predicted the final place of the elves' escape thousands of years later, which is now the Horned Dream Forest - both of which were inconceivable at the time, but later proved the accuracy of her predictions.

Dalipson said as if he was feeling nostalgic, "Did you know that Ryan didn't just make two predictions, she also had a third prediction!"

Duke looked at him and asked, "What is the third prophecy?"

Dalipson looked at him with some pity, and after more than two months of observation, he found that Duke had a strong self-motivation that all elves lacked, but the more this happened, the more sad he felt, and he didn't know whether to tell him the third prophecy or not.

Duke thought of something, and said, "Is Ryan's third prophecy that the elves will eventually go to destruction?"

Dalipson's face changed, and he said in surprise, "Where did you see that?"

Obviously, such content is not allowed in the book.

Duke smiled and didn't answer directly, he said: "Mr. Dalipson, not only our elves, but also our world, will come to an end one day in the future, but what is this? As long as we do a good job in the present and continue to develop, even if the world is destroyed, we may not be unable to exist!"

These words he said were common in previous lives, but in this world, Ryan is the sacrifice of the goddess of nature, and her prophecy is likely to come from a divine metaphor, and what Duke said is almost the same as her third major prophecy, Dalipson's shock can be imagined!

Dalipson left a little distracted, and Duke looked down and read the codex again.

When I returned to my lodgings in the evening, I ran into Thor again.

PS: Thank you for the reward of the super boring book friends, and thank the book friends for the encouragement of rice porridge with sugar.

Now I will go out to exercise for a while every day, strive to adjust my body as soon as possible, and then write a book for everyone~~