book of old days

Chapter 141 "Nord Mythology"

Sean put away the newspaper and stopped stopping, walking all the way to Norem's library.

The library is not far from the newsstand, probably these things that record words will be related to each other.

Compared with the library of Sword Castle, Norem's library looks much older, with solemn rock walls and quaint reliefs, from which we can still see some wild beauty unique to the ancient Nords .

Traces of civilization are always passed down inadvertently, and Xiao En feels a little bit about this.

He walked into the dark hall, walked through the silent corridor, and came to the interior of the library full of bookshelves.

There are not many people reading books here. The books on the shelves look as old as this library. Sean knows why. This library was built after the Bretons conquered Nord more than 100 years ago. To show their kindness and the brilliance of civilization.

Yet the Nords are more interested in Breton guns and finery than books.

Sean walked to the librarian's desk. Behind the desk was an old pedant with a skinny face, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looking at a thick ancient book.

"Hello, I want to consult some books. If possible, it is best to take them out. Do I need to go through any procedures?"

The old man looked at him like that, "Of course, you need to apply for a borrowing card. If you have a public office status, you only need to pay 5 pence for the application fee, but if you don't have a public office status, you must pay a deposit."

"I'm a professor at Jianbao University, does that count?" He said as he took out the professor's badge.

The old man glanced at the badge in surprise, as if he didn't quite believe that such a young person could be a professor, took it over for a while, and then reluctantly nodded.

He took a form out of a drawer.

"name."

"Sean Forrest."

The old man frowned, as if it sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

"What books do you want to borrow?"

"I'm not sure yet. I hope you can recommend it for me. Are there any books about Nord's ancient myths?"

After hearing this, the old man looked at him vigilantly. He put away the pen and paper, crossed his arms, and looked at him.

"May I ask, what are you going to do?"

"Writing a book requires some reference materials."

"According to the Irrational Behavior Management Act of the Society of Rationality and related regulations, all related books that introduce religion, mythology, and promote superstition are banned books, and unless there are sufficient reasons, they are all prohibited from borrowing."

"At the same time, I have some doubts about your identity. Such a young professor is rare. Please show me something that can prove your identity, otherwise I'm afraid I will have to question you."

He pressed the alarm bell on the desk, and immediately two burly guards rushed in from the door, one of them was still holding a pack of dried bacon.

"What happened to Mr. Terry?"

"This person is very suspicious, I need you to pay attention to him."

Facing the staring eyes of the three people, Sean was a little speechless. He knew that inquiring about this kind of information might cause trouble, but he didn't expect the Rational Society to do such a terrific thing. Asking would cause such a big commotion.

Fortunately, he was well prepared this time, and he took out the badge of the wise man of the Society of Rationality with a blank face, as well as the membership card that Henry gave him, and showed it together, "Is this okay?"

The old man froze for a moment, and then changed into a panicked expression.

"Sorry, I don't know..." He didn't say anything more, just bowed slightly, and waved the guards to leave.

Xiao En said in his heart that it is cool to be organized.

"Don't mind, you just did your duty, can you introduce this kind of books for me now?"

"Of course, please come with me."

The old man led him to walk inside, passed through a row of bookshelves, and came to an iron gate with a sign on it - restricted book area, non-related people are not allowed to enter.

The old man took out a key and opened the door, and Sean walked in.

Inside was a much smaller library, with books with old covers on all four walls, many of which were ancient manuscripts. Sean even saw some ancient scrolls written on parchment.

"All the things you are looking for are here, please feel free, but according to the regulations, if you want to borrow them, you still need to record them."

Xiao En nodded and watched the old man back out, leaving him alone in the library.

Sean was a little surprised. He didn't expect that being a member of the Society of Rationale would be so powerful, and he felt like getting whatever he wanted.

He secretly sighed in his heart that he was right to join the Society of Rationality.

Although there were no windows on all sides and no candlelight, the room was unexpectedly not dark, and there was a small skylight above the head to draw sunlight down.

Sean searched around the bookshelves, and he really saw a lot of good things, not only historical books, but also books introducing ancient myths and legends, religious beliefs, and even books on alchemy. Many rare books are from outsiders. There are rare copies that cannot be seen in the bookshops of the world, and those ancient records can be traced back to the time of the ancient kingdom of Brighton.

Soon he found several books related to the ancient Nord mythology, browsed briefly, and finally he chose a more professional-looking "Nord Mythology Test", authored by Ulysses Evantu Si, sounds like an imperial name.

This book is still very new, and on the cover is marked [Internal information of the Society of Rationality, prohibiting external circulation].

According to Xiao En's experience, generally this kind of marking is often genuine.

He opened the book and read the preface first.

Many authors will record their feelings and gains on the books they write, and the value of a book can often be seen by reading the preface.

[Preface:

People in that old era had imaginations that modern people do not have, and were not restricted by the laws of reality and rational thinking. Because of this, they were often able to create mysterious and beautiful fantasy stories.

They are ancient legends, myths created by ancient priests, tribal elders, and lunatics, and they are also the oldest mysteries.

These mysterious powers cannot be understood by modern people's thinking. They can only perceive the lost history through the clues between the lines.

For most people, those ancient accounts are just stupid stories, the babblings in the dreams of the ancients, but for another group of people, those who have enough rationality and discerning ability—such as me, these stories are poetic Illusions, which represent people's most primitive desires and ambitions.

At the same time, it also showed a part of the lost history in front of the world.

And since you are sitting at the desk and opening this book, I think you are the same person as me. I hope this book can satisfy your curiosity. 】

Xiao En smiled knowingly when he saw it. The author's writing style was quite structured, but it made him feel a little respected by literati.

So he continued to read.

(End of this chapter)