During the time that Frick and Akuli stayed at Leinster Manor, their surroundings seemed to be peaceful, and the sorcerers who had attacked them had disappeared. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At Curt's invitation, Frick visited the Leinster family's private library to read the precious manuscripts that had been preserved for an unknown amount of time. It was an underground space built beneath a corner of the main building, and towering bookshelves filled every wall, almost forming a labyrinth of bookshelves.

Perhaps for the sake of protecting the regular books, there was no fire in the library, and all the lighting tools were mineral lamps that emitted a cold glow. Frick was not surprised by this, as even the most ordinary of the books in this library were records of experiments left by mages more than a hundred years ago, and he even noticed that the basement was shrouded in a special defensive spell, and everything was prepared to avoid damage to the books.

It is said that only Lizzie and Sir Leinster are the only ones who use this place on weekdays, and although Curt has the key to this place, he rarely comes because he is not very interested in this kind of thing. As for the mages who joined the Raven Society, they only had the opportunity to visit here on rare occasions, and often needed to be accompanied by Sir Leinster, let alone take the book out of the basement.

I'm afraid that the underground stacks in the Great Library that Frick didn't have permission to visit also exude this almost breathless atmosphere, and these precious records of the original texts are almost impossible to find again, and some of them even contain terrifying magic that can make people crazy at a glance.

If it were to be better studied, it would have been necessary to make it widely available - but before that could have been done harmlessly by the scribes. Of course, the Demon Dao Book, which has been transcribed layer by layer, has lost its original power, but if you want to make the knowledge recorded in the books widely known, then it may be the most appropriate choice to print and distribute the processed books in large quantities.

The power of words is not absolutely harmless, and how to avoid being corrupted by the magic hidden under the pages when reading books is the basic knowledge that every scribe should learn. Even after a long period of specialized training, Frick subconsciously avoided some of the ancient books that had been tightly sealed—the reason for their lock-up could be guessed just by their suspicious appearances.

"Curiosity doesn't just kill cats, I'm at least a little self-aware. ”

When asked by Curt about his principles for choosing books, Frick replied: "Some people say that if you want to achieve unexpected results, you have to be determined to die, but people like me probably always prioritize self-preservation." Safety is a basic requirement, and if there's something more important on top of that, it's not too much to pay for your life – but satisfying your curiosity isn't on the list. ”

In any case, most of the books in this library have already been copied, and those prints that have been harmlessly treated by senior scribes are at least ten times safer than the original texts. There is no need to read books that are too dangerous, and the rest of the book can be studied here.

The books that Sir Ulles Leinster had concentrated in the basement were indeed worthy of the name of the original, and Frick had found many passages of extraordinary power in the parts he could read. It is only slightly different from the transcript I have read, but the power it can contain is fundamentally different.

But Frick soon noticed his mistake, and although he copied the words in his notebook on impulse, he doubted that he would be able to harness them. There were a few times when he almost couldn't hold back and wanted to try it, but reason eventually made him give up the unwise impulse.

If you forcibly drive a column of words that you don't have master, you will have headaches and other conditions because your mind cannot be synchronized with your magic. He still has a lot of books that he hasn't had time to read, and he doesn't want to let his magic get out of control and turn his brain into a hot tofu because of the impulse.

At the end of their training, they often choose to use the library as a place to rest and read the books collected by Urs Leinster. Curt sometimes talks about discoveries he found while exploring the neighborhood, and points out which books he found in the basement that he found in the ruins of the wasteland.

It was a gloomy and foggy day, and it was as cold as ever outside the window, and it had been twelve days since he arrived at Leinster's manor, but Frick couldn't remember the exact date of the day. There wasn't even a calendar in the manor, and he wondered if the sorcerers didn't need it at all.

The fog was particularly thick on that day, and not long after Flick stepped into the atrium, he found that the house behind him was surrounded by a thick fog billowing in. The snow-white cold obscured his vision, and if it weren't for the guidance of Curt, who was familiar with the terrain, he would have almost crashed into a tree several times.

"It's amazing, the weather is worse than ever, and even if the astrologer announces that this year's temperature will be colder than ever, the fog shouldn't be so big. Breathing in the icy air, Curt watched the fog rushing towards the manor as he walked forward.

A thick fog mixed with ice particles rose from time to time in the north wind, revealing the undulating moorlands of the desert, the slender streams of water on the hillsides, and the wet surface of the rocks jutting out in the distance, shimmering in the sky light, and immersed in a gloomy atmosphere from the outside and inside.

Frick felt that the unusually bad weather had had a bad effect on him, and he felt a heavy heart, a sense of imminent danger—a danger that was always present, and which was particularly terrible because he could hardly describe the ambiguous feelings.

In this thick fog, which cannot be divided between east and west, north and south, is there some hostile existence lurking that wants to infiltrate the manor? In the rising cold fog, the wilderness around the manor is more tranquil than on the set, but the tranquility of this vast desert invisibly inspires greater unease.

"You can rest assured about the manor's defenses. ”

Perhaps seeing through Curt's uneasiness, Curt waved the long knife in his hand: "It's almost impossible to sneak into the manor from the corner, even if the old crow is not young, but its eyes and ears are still sensitive." Even if they had managed to break through the manor's defenses, the crow's beak and claws would have been aimed at their eyes - I wasn't going to talk to the robbers who stormed my house. ”

Despite Curt's words, Flick did not think that his indescribable feelings were unfounded, for one need to consider the long chain of recent incidents that had taken place to show that a series of planned criminal activities were going on all around them.

The group that killed Dr. William Coulter had been assassinating businessmen involved in underground publishing for some purpose, and had recently moved on to Frick. There is no doubt that they wanted to obtain the ciphertext leaked by Dr. Coulter, so they went crazy to hunt for the victim's head.

The remains of the previous victim found at the Gate of the End of the North were exactly what Frick had predicted, as well as the robber killings that had taken place at the Gate of the End of the North, as the officers had repeatedly claimed. Frick had twice witnessed the atrocities committed by that group, and he did not consider them to be unorganized criminals.

But those guys had infiltrated the city completely, and even the guards had tried many times more than normal to catch their clues. Not only that, but if it wasn't for Curt's intervention in that inhuman mage's attack on Frick, I'm afraid the ill-prepared guard officer would not have been spared.

The existence of that organization is so incredible, they seem to have better technology and better people than the governments, and are able to lurk in the shadows like ghosts without anyone detecting them. This kind of statement sounds so strange that one can't help but make a rebuttal.

According to the information given by Dr. Coulter, this is an organization with an unspecified number of people, and there are subordinate organizations all over the world, so that they can both quietly move around and exert influence on world politics. It's unthinkable, and some people might believe it, but Frick is convinced that if he can count on a modicum of common sense, he will at least remain skeptical until there is solid evidence.

After all, if he believed this "information" without judgment, it would be tantamount to admitting the detached impression that the organization deliberately wanted to impose. It is not enough for them to use mysticism to pretend to be a ghost, and even use horrific methods such as assassination and infiltration to deduce themselves as gods.

He was sure that Acully would only laugh at these baseless claims, and Frick, as a scribe she had raised, held a similar view. Even if facts are facts after all, it would be an insult to the name of "recorder" to believe something unthinkable for reasons that are easy to explain.

Where could such a large organization hide? Where did its members come from? How did they maintain their expenses? Why did the rumors go viral, but no one really discovered their actions? Countless questions came to Frick's mind, all the fragments that made up the truth of that organization, waiting for him to put them together in the right place.