Adul sat casually in the aisle, leaning slightly against the bookshelf and reading the book in his hand.

This is not a serious book, but more like a travelogue for adventurers, recording their adventures.

But what intrigued Adur was the description of Amumu and the dragon tortoise.

In this travelogue, Amumu is a prince, but his life seems to be extremely lonely, and he desperates for a friend.

He felt that it was because of his status as a prince that the others were afraid, so he secretly left the palace and disguised himself as a beggar, hoping to make friends.

But it backfired, and Amumu lived in loneliness all his life.

Lonely wandering, lonely fading, lonely nowhere to be found.

He disappeared into the land of Shurima, and no one knew where he had gone.

But this is only one version of the legend of Amumu, there are many versions, and Adur didn't pay too much attention to it.

Another story about Ramos is a little more interesting, where the owner of the book accidentally encounters a group of Axes during his travels, and witnesses the existence of dragon turtles in their desperate moments.

Its body was distinctly scorched yellow, and its thorns pierced the Xsai's body.

The protagonist suddenly has the idea of washing his hands after experiencing this scene, and he records it all in the book.

"It's funny."

Adur closed the book and commented softly.

"You think it's funny, don't you?"

But Adur's voice was still heard by the people on the side, and the person who came bent down and stared at Adur quietly, it seemed that he had been observing for a while, but Adur didn't feel it at all.

With short yellow hair and his slightly short figure, he gives people a very gentle feeling.

But it can't help but worry about whether this fragile body will be swept away by the yellow sand.

Coupled with the pale yellow robe, and the servants beside him, his identity must be unusual.

Being able to meet so many conditions at the same time and still haunt the library shows the identity of the visitor.

That's right, it's none other than Azir, the future Emperor of the Desert, Lord of Shurima.

Although he still can't see the majesty of commanding everything, now he is a nerd who hasn't grown up.

Adur pretended not to guess the identity of this person, and did not keep a distance from him because of the yellow coat that Azir was wearing, and slowly stood up and handed Azir the book in his hand, and replied.

"It's an interesting book, sorry, did I bother you?"

"I see that you are very fascinated by it, and it just so happens that I have only finished reading this book, so I want to wait for you to finish it next to me to see if you have any unique experience."

Azir was polite and personable in everything he said and did, even when he was communicating with someone he had never met.

This made Adul's heart also feel a little good, after all, quality is different from person to person.

Azir also has a good impression of Adur in his heart, of course, this good feeling is limited to this moment of getting along.

It's like if you meet someone on the road and he politely greets you, and although you are surprised by the stranger's behavior, you will most likely return the salute so that it is not a forgotten friend.

In Azir's current clothes, Azir is a very ordinary wealthy commoner, and his ability to talk to Azir in such a way without being humble or arrogant is the source of this kind of goodwill.

Although Azir is a relatively underappreciated prince, not as good as his slave brothers, he is also a royal family after all.

Ordinary people were either terrified or extremely flattering when they saw him, and that attitude made Azir feel extremely disrespectful.

Because their attitude is not because of Azir, but because of the presence of the royal family.

Adur's equal and direct attitude made Azir feel very comfortable, so he was willing to communicate with him more.

After a brief moment of sharing, Adur took the initiative to leave.

Today's main goal is halfway achieved, and it seems to have left a decent impression on Azir.

Everything is too much, and it is enough to brush the impression in Azir often, and let it ferment silently in the invisible place, knowing that distance produces beauty.

What's more, Adur looked at Zelas and was about to go crazy, he seemed to have a lot to say to Azil, but he couldn't speak because Adur was on the sidelines.

"Your Highness, you really need to be careful with your words, how can you use honorifics for that kind of person? If I let others know about it and sue in the palace, my life is a trivial matter, but you have to study etiquette classes for a long time and be grounded for a long time! ”

As soon as Adur walked away, Zelas began to confide in Azir, and seeing that expression, he really wanted to kneel down and beg Azir.

Azir was also very helpless to pick up his favorite book and said to Zelas.

"Okay, I see, Zelas, you always like to think too much, every time you think so badly of others."

"Your Highness!"

As if taken aback, Zelas quickly knelt on the ground, and after observing left and right for a long time to make sure that no one around heard him, he calmed down.

"Your Highness, you have forgotten again, slaves have no names, and you didn't listen to what I said at all."

But this seems to be the way the two get along with each other, Azir has become accustomed to the cautious Zelas, and Zelas is also faithfully caring for his master, Azir.

This is the most daily life of this group of masters and servants.

In the Shurima Empire, slaves don't even deserve their names, not to mention human rights, which is the stripe engraved on the imperial decree and the cornerstone of the Shurima Empire.

The lives of slaves depended entirely on their masters, and they were only a kind of private property of their masters, like cattle and sheep in the vast steppe.

There may have been many people like Azir who named their slaves, but they were always done in private, and slaves could not have names in public.

The differing views on the issue of slaves may have been one of the reasons for the disagreement between Adur and Kashi.

Adur was dissatisfied with Kash because he had instructed him to sacrifice his slaves, and he himself had become bait.

But from Kashi's point of view, all this is extraordinarily normal, it is a natural thing for a slave to die for his master, and Adur's dress at that time was almost the same as that of a slave, and he was a civilian who had fallen into distress.

There is no reason for Kashi to take care of the thoughts in the heart of the "untouchable" of Adur.

Slaves have no property, and everything they have comes from and belongs to their masters.

The carapace of the Axai race is also a good material, so Kashi will directly ask Adur for it, all of this is really normal in her opinion, what is not normal is Adur's reaction.

If it weren't for the blood of the Emperor, he would have died in the scorching heat.

This is Shurima, it has never been a good place, its power comes from the astral spirits, from the ascendants, and even more from the flesh and blood of every slave it sucks.