Path of Light.

Chapter 65 66. Library

When Roy came to the library for the first time, he just thought it was really big enough.

It took a long time just to find the area where the historical books were located.

In the end, I saw the guide board on the bookshelf, and followed the above guide to be on the right path.

In fact, history books can be regarded as a large category in the library, but there are too many bookshelves here. Standing in front of the bookshelves, Roy saw a large number of books about the elves' personal experiences.

For example, in the naval battle of the Queen Ivani Islands, many elves tell this history from the perspective of the participants.

Elves love everything related to literature and art. It is not difficult for elves to spend several years writing an autobiography, anyway, the days are so long...

Roy randomly found two illustrated books among the books about the historical event of the Naval Battle of Queen Yvonne Islands.

After turning two pages, there is actually a similar experience of surviving on a deserted island in the book. It seems that the elves seem to like this too...

Roy walked up to the second floor with the book in his arms, and found that although the space on the second floor was much smaller than that on the first floor, it seemed more spacious.

The bookshelves here are spaced farther apart, and many of the tops of the shelves are empty.

There are not many elves standing in front of the bookshelf and flipping through books...

On the bookshelves on the second floor, there are some advanced knowledge.

Roy flipped through a few books that he knew the titles, and it actually read "Astrological Puzzle", "Plane System", "Introduction to Sub-Dimensional Space", "The Close Connection Between Time-Space Rifts and Planes".

The rest of the books seem to be written in Elvish, though.

Each byte is Elvish text, but when combined together, Roy found that he couldn't understand it at all, and Roy, who was familiar with the pronunciation of Elvish, couldn't even read it.

Well, Roy took the initiative to put the books back in place calmly.

No wonder the elves standing in front of the bookshelves are all ageless elves, and most of the elves are standing in front of the music and art bookshelves.

Roy came to the entrance of the stairs on the third floor of the library. The sign at the stairs clearly stated that only those who have obtained the advanced reading certificate are eligible to borrow books on the third floor of the library.

It seems that only the second floor of this library is really open to ordinary elves.

Although there are only two floors, the second floor is not something that any elf can go to, because...even if they go, they can't understand it.

At this moment, Roy could only go back the same way resentfully.

The lobby on the first floor of the library is full of bookshelves, but the surrounding areas are divided into reading areas separated by green plants.

The reading area here actually provides free drinking water.

Roy found a quiet place, next to a row of tall bookshelves, sitting on a bench, holding a book of "The War of the Queen's Islands" and reading it absent-mindedly.

Roy sat here for a while, and if no one came, he was ready to go directly to the borrowing counter.

At this time, two librarians finally approached slowly pushing a flatbed cart full of various books.

Their job should be to put these books back on the original shelf.

Not busy, no chance to rest...

Roy watched for a while, and while they were checking the title of the book on the flatbed, he leaned over and asked a half-blood elf in a low voice:
"Sorry... Excuse me, I have a friend who also works here. Her name is Windsor, but I haven't seen her in the past few days. Do you know where she went?"

The two librarians raised their heads and stared at Roy almost at the same time. Seeing his human appearance, their eyes became more impolite.

"..."

Among them, the brown-haired half-blood elf female librarian with a bit of natural curly hair asked Roy unceremoniously:

"Are you a friend of Windsor? Why have I never seen you before?"

She is not the kind of soft and weak elf girl, her complexion is a bit dark, but her eyes are very lively.

Quite a posture of hitting someone if there is a disagreement.

However, both of them deliberately lowered their voices when they spoke, so no elves nearby noticed them.

Roy quickly spread his hands, showed them the books he borrowed in his hand, and then explained:

"I'm a friend of her brother Peleus. His brother borrowed some money from me some time ago, and he didn't know where he hid recently. He said that if he didn't pay the money, he could go to the library. To his sister Windsor."

The dark-skinned mixed-race librarian stared round his eyes, and muttered angrily:

"So it's that bastard Peleus."

The companion beside her hastily poked her, motioning for her to lower her voice.

The dark-skinned administrator rolled his clever eyes a little, with a hint of sneer on his face, and said:

"You want to find Windsor, I'll tell you the address, Xijiao Elf Cemetery, you can find her there, but you'd better be quiet when you go there, don't wake her up!"

After she finished speaking, she picked up a stack of heavy books and climbed up the wooden ladder.

This ladder is hung on the bookshelf, and it can be pulled back and forth along the groove on the bookshelf, which is very convenient.

But if you want to use it to climb to the top of the six-meter-high bookshelf, it is somewhat dangerous.

Roy deliberately showed a surprised expression and said:

"She's dead?"

The dark-skinned librarian glanced down at Roy, pushed the books in his arms into the bookshelf, and then continued:
"Just six days ago, I accidentally fell from the third floor of the library to the terrace on the second floor, and hit my forehead on a marble statue of a flower fairy...and died. The terrace is still closed now."

When she described this scene, her tone was so cold that it almost froze.

The body moves along the hanging ladder, flexibly climbs to the top of the bookshelf, stuffs the last two books in the hand, with both feet stuck on a column of the ladder, one hand holds the column tightly, and the other hand rests on the ladder cross brace up, and then slipped down very smoothly.

Roy quickly apologized:

"Oh, sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned her so rashly."

Probably seeing Roy's sincere attitude, the dark-skinned librarian pulled his shirt on his chest and said to Roy:
"Did you see... We have to go up and down the stairs hundreds of times a day, and we actually said that Windsor fell from the third-floor terrace and hit his head. Why didn't they say that Naga would choke to death by sea water?"

Another librarian quickly grabbed the dark-skinned administrator's clothes, signaling her to stop talking.

Then he said to Roy himself: "Windsor's departure made her a little nervous, she always likes to talk nonsense, don't listen to what she said... Anyway, Windsor is dead, Peleus owes you money, she can't Repay it, or you can think of other ways."

Roy immediately raised his head and said to the two librarians: "I promise not to say anything I heard, and swear on my personality."

At this time, the two librarians pushed the flatbed cart to go in the other direction.

Roy lowered his head, looked at the two history books in his arms, and planned to leave the library.

It seemed that Windsor's death was very bizarre, and both her friends and colleagues, as well as the elf patrols of the guard knew it.

Roy knew his identity very well. He was a young half-elf who had just learned elementary martial arts and became a trainee priest of the Temple of Liberty...

He only wanted to know the whereabouts of the Holy Grail, but he had no intention of becoming an envoy of justice.

Just as Roy walked out from between the bookshelves, he heard the dark-skinned administrator say from behind:
"She still has some personal belongings in my place. They are all worthless things. Now she is dead and has no relatives around her. If you want them, you can get them to you after I get off work. I can compensate you a little bit." Son."

Roy turned around, spread his hands and said:
"If it's inconvenient... then forget it, it doesn't matter."

Two half-breed elves came up from behind pushing a flatbed cart, and the dark-skinned administrator said freely:
"No inconvenience, nothing... My name is Amy, what's your name?"

"Roy."

Roy replied.

The three of them stood between the bookshelves. Amy had a carefree personality and asked Roy:
"What do you do? Employee of a venture capital firm?"

Roy shook his head and said, "No, I'm a student of the Elven Academy..."

Amy rolled her eyes, eyes filled with 'I believe you...' and said: "And still learning the modern history of elves?"

"……how do you know?"

"It's not that there is no title on your book!" Amy and her companions pushed the flatbed cart to the next row of bookshelves, pointed to the bench beside them and said, "Wait for me here for a while."

Roy has been waiting for a long time...

He didn't expect to spend this afternoon in the library.

Until Amy and her girlfriend changed their long skirts and walked out of the library, Roy quickly stood up and followed...

　A meow in the silver league in the sea plus more (3/100)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)