Saint Laurent Prison Warden

Chapter 18 Enlightenment Library

"Strange, very strange."

Princeton glanced curiously at the Star Song illusion beside him.

From the moment Iluna Hill entered Richard's room, the face of the Lord of Star Song City looked very bad.

She seemed to dislike Iluna Hill very much, and her bad attitude towards Hill reached its peak after Hill unfolded the magic scroll.

The malice in those eyes almost turned into a tangible sharp blade, and even the air became distorted.

"What's going on? Didn't Iluna Hill say that she had worked with the Lord of Star Song City in Great Hippo State?

Why is the attitude of Xingge City Lord so bad? "

Princeton asked cautiously:
"Lord Xingge, I have a question. Please don't mind if I ask it wrong.

Um... couldn't it be that... Iluna Hill wasn't the one you sent over there?"

Xingge took a deep breath and nodded:
"Yes. She is not my person. She is the teacher's person. A vicious, lying, and liar.

He has a corrupt character, a dark heart, and is cruel and cunning.

It has a beautiful appearance but is filled with poison.

She had been lying since she entered Richard's room.

Her name is not Iluna Hill at all, but Iluna Tess.

She said that she and I worked together in Great Hippo State and had a very good relationship, which was a lie.

I did work with her in Great Hippo State, but our relationship was not good at all. We had different political views and we argued every day.

She said that the Warriors' Tomb was my family's territory, but that was also a lie.

The Warriors' Tomb is not my family's territory, but my teacher's territory!
Also, Saint Laurent Prison was not among my options for Richard!

The two alternative options, Saint Laurent Prison and Warriors' Tomb, were not given by me, but by the teacher!

The teacher intervened in Richard's matter. "

"Oh."

Princeton responded, he understood.

It was obvious that Mahel sent Iluna to find Richard about something, and Mahel did not say hello to Xingge.

He could have sent anyone else, but he chose to send Iluna, who had a bad relationship with Xingge. This is also very intriguing.

That Iluna could have chosen ten thousand aliases, but she chose the alias Hill, which simply had the word provocation written all over her face.

In ancient times, this would be a dispute between the king and the prince.

But what does this have to do with me, Princeton? I am here to study Richard. You can fight as you please, but don't hurt me.

"I see. Then I won't say much."

Princeton withdrew decisively and immediately said that it had nothing to do with me. Then he shut up and said no more.

Xingge glanced at Princeton, but didn't care. Instead, he said coldly:
"I'm going to go back and take care of some things first. Keep an eye on Richard and notify me if there's any unusual movement."

"Yes, Master Xingge, take care." Princeton's face lit up with joy.

Seeing Xingge's figure slowly disappearing in the crystal ball, Princeton immediately stuck out his tongue and made a disgusted expression.

"You're crazy. I've already said there's no problem, but you still want me to find some problems. Richard is unlucky to be targeted by you.

I'm staring at Richard, I don't even have time to do the experiment, how can I help you watch him?"

But the moment he turned around, a deep purple glow suddenly appeared on the hand of Richard, who was reading the letter.

"Huh?" Princeton was shocked. He looked over and saw a dark purple letter in Richard's hand.

Richard was looking at the letter in shock, feeling a little at a loss.

"When did this letter appear? I am 100% sure there was no such letter.

Hiss! Could it be the moment when Iluna held Richard's hand?"

Beep - just as Princeton was shocked, the one-way transparent peeping wall suddenly flashed, and the picture on it turned into a traveling carriage full of cargo.

Princeton's breath caught.

"Traveler's Badge. Mahir's mark.

Should I report this situation or not? If I report, I will be the Lord of Xingge City. If I don't report, I will be the permanent representative of Mahir.

They are not human inside or outside.

Damn it, I am finally involved in the dispute between the king and the prince."

……

……

"This... this is..." Richard stared blankly ahead.

As the light of the purple letter lit up, he suddenly came from the clean ward to a mysterious study.

The study door directly opposite Richard was made of heavy ancient oak and was carved with complex magical symbols and inscriptions.

The ancient oak door handle was an exquisite silver crystal ball, flickering with a faint light, which attracted Richard's attention.

Through the crystal ball, Richard couldn't help but see five large words made up of magic: [Library of Enlightenment].

The walls of the [Enlightenment Library] are made of beautiful white crystals, covered with green and purple vines.

The walls were covered with all kinds of strange paintings, some of which were of the mysterious starry sky, some of which were of strange magical creatures, and some of which were of ancient maps. Each of them was partially covered by vines, making it look particularly mysterious.

Richard noticed that in a corner of the study, there was a huge bookshelf filled with all kinds of magic materials, some of which were herbs used to make magic potions, some were wood used to make magic wands, and some were paper used to make magic scrolls. Each material exuded a strong magical atmosphere.

A bookshelf is supposed to be a place for books, so how come there is not a single book on it?

Just as Richard was feeling puzzled, a strong scent of books wafted in his face, mixed with a mysterious and ancient atmosphere, and rushed into his nose.

In the transparent air, densely packed magic books were suspended in the air, opening and closing like birds.

As they flew, they made shrill screams like crows.

"Haha! He is actually an ordinary person without any magic power."

"Oh my god! They are really ordinary people!"

"No way? How can an ordinary person come here? Quick, check carefully to see if it's some shameless old Biden in disguise again."

The magic books were buzzing around Richard, each one more excited than the last.

"I checked it out, and it turns out he's just an ordinary person!"

"Wow, a fresh, weak little fellow! Alive! Do you dare to imagine this?"

"I dare not even think about it, I dare not even dream about it!"

"Quickly line up and taunt him one by one."

"Just one sentence from each book. After you're done taunting, go back to the queue and keep queuing. Pay attention to your manners. No one is allowed to say too much."

In mid-air, the magic books discussed for a while, and then lined up in a long queue in front of Richard, who was full of confusion.

A gray magic book flew solemnly in front of Richard and said in a deep voice:

"Boy, you have no fame and no strength. You can't study in the Enlightenment Library now. Wait until you become famous."

"Wow! What a cool line! A classic among classics. 9 points!" The other magic books shouted.

"Is that right? I've always wanted to say this, and today I finally got to say it. We've met a noble person." "Move aside, move aside, it's my turn."

The other magic book excitedly knocked the previous one away, floated in front of Richard, and said excitedly:

"Little thing, you are too incompetent, get out of here."

"Oh! That's it! Simple and direct. Exciting! 8 points! 8 points!" The other magic books jumped and shouted excitedly.

"It's my turn, it's my turn.

Ahem. You shouldn't come here, you should go to the temple and make a wish.

We in the Enlightenment Library can save even the dumbest fools, but we really can't save a potato who has no talent for spellcasting."

"Wow! So cruel! So heartbreaking! 9.5 points!"

"Alas!"

Seeing that the magic book in front of him was getting more and more high as if he was on drugged, Richard finally couldn't help it.

He raised his hands and shouted, "Wait a minute. You want to mock me, I have no problem with that, but you should explain the situation to me first.

Where is this place? Why am I here? What are you? Why does the magic book talk? "

As soon as Richard finished speaking, all the magic books fell silent.

After a moment of silence, an extremely thick magic book finally responded, "Yes! I was too excited. This guy is an ordinary person, so how did he get in?"

"I saw it. He was holding a purple invitation, and it was the invitation that brought him in."

"Purple invitation?! Huh? Isn't that the master's invitation?"

"You saw it, why didn't you say so earlier!"

"I thought you all saw it!"

The magic books in the sky suddenly became flustered, flapping their bodies and flying everywhere.

"Oh no, oh no, we just scolded the host's guest!"

"Oh, dear Fire Magic Collection, I must correct one thing.

It was you who scolded the host's guest, not me."

"Shit! You were queuing up with great enthusiasm just now, but it was not your turn yet."

"Hey, hey, hey, don't open your mouth and bite people. I lined up to get his autograph, not to scold him."

"You guys! You bastards."

Seeing the magic books fighting and quarreling again, Richard had no choice but to stretch out his hands and shake them left and right, shouting loudly:

"Hey! Can anyone answer my question?"

"I'll do it." At this moment, a thick magic book with a pure black cover and gold-plated lace landed in front of Richard.

On its cover, four big words "Shadow of Death" were written in gold-plated text.

"Dear guest, I am the administrator of the Enlightenment Library, Death Shadow. You can call me Death.

This is the Enlightenment Library, a treasure trove of magical knowledge.

Under normal circumstances, we will provide magic enlightenment for the heroes who come here, so that they can master a new magic skill, attribute value, or auxiliary skill.

But you don't have the talent for spellcasting, so logically we can't serve you.

Well...guest, you came with a purple invitation, may I ask if you know our host, Mahir?"

"Mahil Permanent!"

Hearing this name, Richard suddenly understood what was going on and calmed down a bit.

"Of course I know Maher Changren. If it weren't for a little accident, I would have almost followed him."

"That's right." Death Shadow said, "You are a guest invited by the host. Even if you cannot learn magic from us, we cannot neglect you.

In this way, under normal circumstances, we will give 2 points of [Knowledge] and 2 points of [Spell Power] to the heroes who come to visit us.

You are not a mage, so let me explain to you how [Knowledge] affects the mage's magic point limit.

The more knowledge a wizard has, the more magic points he can theoretically have, and the more magic points he has, the more magic he can cast.

[Spell Power] affects the strength of the mage's spellcasting. The higher the spell power, the more powerful the magic released by the mage will be.

Since you are not a wizard, neither [knowledge] nor [magic power] has any effect on you.

In this way, we replace [knowledge] with [answers] and replace mantra power with [protection].

You can exchange from us two of your most concerned issues and two magic scrolls that can protect you.

What do you think? "

Magic scrolls are magical items that do not require mana to use. They are difficult to make, very valuable, and have powerful effects.

The most important thing is that magic scrolls, like firearms in previous lives, are controlled military supplies and cannot be bought even if you have money!
With such good conditions, Richard certainly agreed.

"Thank you very much. What is the range of questions? I can ask anything, and you can answer everything?"

"You can ask anything, but we can only answer things we can answer. If you have a question we don't know or can't answer, we'll ask you to ask another question, and it won't count towards your question count."

"I understand!" Richard understood. He thought for a moment, his eyes fixed, and he immediately asked:

"Brother Death, thank you!

Then my first question is, what is the principle of the stigmata shackles? "

"Hiss! Is your answer so difficult? This is an unsolved mystery in the entire wizarding world. How can we possibly know the answer? Sorry, please change the question."

"Okay. Please tell me the specific steps and methods of the Holy See to remove the shackles of the stigmata."

"Huh?" Death Shadow was stunned. "Can't you just ask some normal questions? These questions are getting harder and harder!

Sorry, we don’t know that question.”

"Ah? You don't know?" Richard was a little confused.

I thought that President Maher asked me to come here just to remove the shackles of the stigmata for me, and then reveal his identity as a traitor of the Silver Federation to me, and invite me, a peerless genius, to join him in this great cause and change the world.

It turns out not to be so?
At this moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly came to Richard's mind.

Mahir... Iluna Hill...

Could it be that... Could it be that...

Richard frowned slightly and asked tentatively:

"Then... may I ask if you know about the Warriors' Tomb and Saint Laurent Prison?"

"Oh!" Death Shadow jumped excitedly: "Of course we know! The master has written a book about the Traveling City. The Warriors' Tomb and Saint Laurent Prison are both in it.

The information on these two buildings is recorded in great detail.

But... the Warriors' Tomb and Saint Laurent Prison, these are two different problems.

Are you sure you want to seek answers about them?"

"Two questions! I'm at such a loss!" Richard clapped his hands indignantly.

He raised his eyebrows, leaned down, and whispered, "Brother Death, how about this, let's discuss it.

The information about these two buildings is counted as one, and then I let you curse at me alone?"

(End of this chapter)