A comic book, but a librarian

When Uesugi Cheng said this, Suluochana obviously showed a hint of surprise.

"Medusa? The answer to the question? She's the only one who ever asks the question. Why do you think she'll give you the answer?"

"I don't know, but someone sent me a message, so I set off."

Uesugi Cheng answered truthfully. He didn't intend to say anything else, and Suluochana wouldn't be so tactless as to ask questions.

"I see, Administrator. I understand your intention. As a small compensation for bringing you here, I will arrange your trip for you. I will send you across the strait, and everything else is up to you."

Suluochana relit a cigarette. She didn't get what she wanted, but it was nothing to regret. After all, Uesugi Cheng had nothing to do with the new king, nor with the situation in this world. The Silent Bookstore was in a semi-paralyzed state. She didn't really expect Uesugi Cheng to say anything. She just wanted to make sure that the manager of the Silent Bookstore was not on the side of the new king.

Thinking of the new king, the 'Eternal Wick', Su Luocha felt a little disgusted, but she did not show it. She just took a deep puff of cigarette, exhaled the smoke, and continued speaking.

"Also, Agdistis, he has his own understanding of the [Drum Beats and Dance Steps] in the 'Great Art' that you have learned. Don't underestimate him. He was once a dancer. I will let him teach me all those skills."

Uesugi Cheng nodded, and Sulochana walked out of the VIP room after saying this. In exchange, the tall and thin Agdistis walked in, looking without any emotion, and spoke lightly.

"Mr. Administrator, I'm sorry to bother you. If possible, I can tell you those techniques now. Of course, if you want, I can also write it down on paper. Ms. Suluochana has already told me, and I will probably need to visit Silent Bookstore in the future, so I'd like to meet you here in advance."

The special perfume of the molting club still lingered on Uesugi Cheng's nose. The tempting but not abrupt smell could effectively disrupt the customers' perception, making their reactions dull and making them insensitive to everything that happened in the club.

After all, what is performed here is not a "striptease", but a real "shedding" performance, but ordinary people can't see it at all under the cover of the curtain and lights.

"Then let me listen to your experience first. Then I plan to rest here for a day and set off tomorrow afternoon."

"I understand. I'll have someone arrange it. Don't worry."

Agdistis nodded slightly, then called a waiter and whispered a few words to him. Then he closed the door of the VIP room and began to explain his experience to Uesugi Cheng one-on-one.

[Drumbeats and Dance Steps Lv.6]: The original music was not created by mortals, but came from elsewhere; from the sand coils and the sea thorns, from the heart of flint and the womb of the dragon. (7 Hearts 6 Honey)

"I have to say that this may be the reason why you can become an administrator. You are the most terrifying being with talent that I have ever seen. No matter whether they are human or non-human, they have not been able to master all the skills so quickly and accurately."

Uesugi Cheng yawned after listening to it. In fact, his brain felt extremely tired. The guidance given by Agdistis required Uesugi Cheng's full concentration to keep up with the pace. Although he was very satisfied with what he had learned, what was even more helpless was that he had reached his limit. If he listened any more, he would only snore and fall asleep.

"Well, we'll meet again someday, Mr. Administrator."

Agdistis also noticed that Uesugi Cheng was sleepy, so he simply bowed and left. Before leaving, he left a room key. Uesugi Cheng took the key, which had the room number marked on it. It was a very ordinary room, so ordinary that it didn't look like the decoration that would appear in a club.

Uesugi Cheng was lying on the bed. He actually felt a little sorry for spending his room fee. After all, he had not been lying down for long when he was dragged to this place. But compared to this, he just wanted to have a good sleep and wake up naturally before setting off for Budapest.

……

"The elf hiding in the shadows... Should we say that this bookstore manager is just lucky? Or does he really have some secret?"

Su Luochana looked at the gorgeous and exquisite doll emerging from the shadows and said something as if she was sighing, ignoring Himegami Sakura's hostility. In her opinion, this was no different from a childish fight.

"Go back, kid. I don't have any hostility. I just want to confirm something. But your master has really trained you very well."

Suluochana suddenly laughed, as if he had thought of something.

"And it seems that he is still challenging an impossible goal."

437

Chapter 437 Budapest.

Himegami Sakura didn't understand what Sulochana said, but she definitely felt the extreme danger, as if she was being targeted by a top predator. It made her shudder and she wanted to leave immediately, but for the sake of her master, she couldn't just turn around and leave.

"I don't have any idea about him. I just want to make sure that the Silent Bookstore will not side with the new king. He is not someone I like. And if He wants to drive me out of London, I, an old widower, will have no choice but to fight Him. If one of the libraries sides with the new king, I will be in trouble."

Suluochana spoke as if she was coaxing a child, her tone was gentle and kind. In her opinion, compared to Uesugi Cheng, the Immortal of the Lamp, who made her dislike him a little but was not worth killing, the natural elf in front of her who was born due to various factors was obviously more likable.

"I'm sorry, but I don't want the master to be in danger. Even if I can't actually help him block anything, I still want to do my part. I'm sorry, sir."

"Alas, how come that kid is so lucky? Forget it, help me tell him that if he wants to achieve his goal, blood is indispensable. As for what kind of blood it is, it depends on how far he can go."

Su Luoqiana looked at Ji Shenying with some regret. She suddenly wondered why she didn't have such a caring little cotton-padded jacket. Then she thought about her desires and life as Ligeia, and finally stopped at the stage of thinking.

She waved her hand and drove Himegami Sakura back to the room where Uesugi Cheng was, then looked at the area in the distance where the core of power was located, which was still almost brightly lit.

"Compared to Him, even if you are a little naive, your innocence is still cute. Compared to that kind of stupidity, it is easier for people to accept."

……

When Uesugi Sumire woke up, Himegami Sakura was sitting in front of the bed, staring at him blankly. She didn't even notice that he woke up. After a few seconds, she reacted and waved her arms around, using the sleeves of her kimono to cover her face.

"What's wrong? Don't worry, it's safe here. Although Ligeia eats people, she is not hostile and will not attack me without reason. Although my power comes from the sexual aspect that she hates the most, I did not reveal my power, so she probably pretended not to see it."

Uesugi Cheng patted Himegami Sakura's head as a comfort. He could probably guess what Himegami Sakura did after he had a nap, so he felt even more pity for this cute newborn.

"Sir... that person asked me to tell you that blood is necessary if you want to achieve your goal."

She didn't understand the second half of the sentence, but she said it anyway.

"I see. I understand. Now I must thank this kindhearted elder sister."

Uesugi Cheng smiled and ruffled Himegami Sakura's hair, earning a roll of the eyes from her.

"Let's go, we are about to set off, our goal is waiting for us."

Uesugi Cheng packed his luggage and went out. There was already a carriage waiting for him outside the door.

"Please thank that lady for me and thank her for her guidance. If necessary, Silent Bookstore is willing to provide assistance in the collection of books. This is my commitment as the manager of the bookstore."

Uesugi Cheng's words made Agdestis nod seriously. When the manager of the silent bookstore said this, it was enough to show the importance of it. These were words that Agdestis had to take seriously.

Just like that, Uesugi Cheng boarded a ship to the European continent, preparing to go to the capital of Hungary.

……

"Even in the inner regions of Europe, not only is there no convenient means of transportation between countries, but there are also frequent robberies and attacks. No wonder these people are often insignificant. If they can't even unite, how can a region that is as shattered as a cookie have enough potential for war?"

Uesugi Cheng subconsciously evaluated the road here with a strange mentality. After all, he was a former consul, and his evaluation of these things was basically done instinctively.

"I really didn't expect that you would actually show up here."

Standing in front of Uesugi Sumiko was Azita, the Blade Immortal. She looked in good condition. Although there seemed to be some scars on her body, these did not hinder her movements at all. Instead, they enhanced her strength.

"Yes, after all, that person said the answer is here, so I have to come and take a look."

Uesugi Cheng said this as he looked at the sky where snow was gradually falling. It was said that Medusa had begun to appear during the day, but he now felt that everything was normal and there was nothing wrong, as if Medusa did not exist at all.

"Then I won't disturb your actions. I still have to continue my 'game' with my archenemy."

Uesugi Cheng admired Azita very much for calling such a thing that could endanger one's life at any time a game, but he didn't care about it, so he nodded calmly. Medusa's life was about to come to an end. No matter what she would become next, the death of 'Medusa' as Ligeia was inevitable.

"Everything has an end. I just hope that the aftermath can be handled better and there won't be things like worms."

Uesugi Cheng sighed. Azita arranged a residence for Uesugi Cheng as she had said before, far away from their playground and of course far away from the area where Medusa was rumored to appear.

"Well, let's rest first. Medusa won't appear so easily. We have to be prepared for a long wait."

Although Medusa's end is approaching, to be honest, who can really be sure when she will meet her end? No one knows the limit of Ligeia's lifespan.

"Let's go back there first. We'll take action here at night."

Uesugi Cheng said this and returned to the real world.

……

"I don't know why, but is it really okay to skip school a few days after the start of the semester? Jing doesn't look too well."

"Just say that I caught a cold due to a sudden drop in temperature and couldn't get up. It's been like this for the past few days. I've already asked for leave. Don't bother me if you have nothing to do. I'm probably not at home."

Uesugi Sumire lay on the sofa, rubbing his neck and sending a message to Hikigaya Hachiman.

Uesugi Cheng put down his phone and began to communicate with the painting spirit who was still hiding in the factory. The casting of the Ys Bell might need to be accelerated.

438

Chapter 438: A joke from hell.

Of course, Uesugi Cheng also knows that more haste makes waste, but judging from the current progress, before Baoyue Yexiao's scheduled departure for Kyoto, he may only be able to produce a semi-finished product, or he may not be able to complete his own technical verification module, which is not a good thing for the battle with Tai Sui.

"You can't just pull out the Apostle of Destruction right away, even though it would definitely be happy."

Uesugi Cheng rubbed his brows. He didn't even dare to take the Apostle of Destruction back to the Noon World. Otherwise, who knows if he would be checked by the people under the command of the Split Wolf the next day. He himself was not afraid of such a thing, but if this happened, all the things he wanted to do after running out of Silent Bookstore would be in vain.

"Budapest is a very evil place right now. Don't go out unless necessary. Medusa is not as easy to talk to as Sulochana, understand?"

Uesugi Cheng touched Himegami Sakura's little head. Although the touch was infinitely close to that of a human, she still did not have her own body, and was not a kind of "life". Even though she was able to control her desires well, the desire for life was still engraved in her heart.

"Well, I'm sorry."

Himegami Sakura lowered her head and apologized obediently. Uesugi Cheng looked back and found that none of the statues in Budapest, whether indoors or outdoors, had their eyes open. This was undoubtedly the influence of Medusa, but how could they see this ancient Ligeia who "may have died, or may not have died"?

Uesugi Cheng thought of the ancient riddle that several visitors had raised at the same time: "What can't be seen?"

He can give several answers, but this kind of riddle never has a single correct answer, or even no answer, it all depends on the mood and thoughts of the person asking the question.

Uesugi Sumire sat in the hotel room, watching the sun gradually set outside. It must be said that as a tourist attraction, this city is quite good. If it weren't for the Medusa that might appear at any time, there might be more tourists here. Even if ordinary people don't know about this kind of thing, the disappearance cases that happen from time to time in Budapest are enough to make them feel scared.

"I should go out now. I wonder if those two Blade Immortals have finished their game. Just help me watch over this place and don't let anyone else break in. I have set up defenses all around here. Even an Immortal would be confused for a while."

Uesugi Cheng pasted talismans one after another around the room. Azita was still very respectful to him and prepared surveillance measures that were not available in the room or nearby.

……

"What a surprise. I thought you had completed what you wanted to do after getting my answer. I didn't expect you to be here, Dr. Iben."

Uesugi Cheng did not meet Medusa as he wished. Instead, he met a person he did not expect, Ibn Adim, who had gone to Silent Bookstore to consult him about Medusa several months ago. He still looked like a weathered traveler.

"It's a pity. If possible, I would like to complete my goal earlier and enjoy some time for myself, but Medusa is not willing to appear in front of me like this."

Dr. Iben could only respond to Uesugi Cheng's teasing with a wry smile. Although the number of Medusa's appearances and sightings was gradually increasing, to be honest, for someone who was looking for Medusa, it was still too illusory.

"Is that so? Maybe I just lacked some luck..."

Uesugi Cheng smiled, which was in stark contrast to Iben's bitter smile. Iben did not ask why the manager of Silent Bookstore appeared here. This was not his goal, nor did it have anything to do with his current predicament, and it might cause some situations that no one wanted to see.

"Yeah, maybe I should pray to Him for some good luck."

Iben nodded, and the two of them just said a few words before heading towards their next destination.

Budapest at night has a bit more mystery than during the day, which is indeed quite worthy of being the capital of Hungary. The magnificent and exquisite large buildings are shocking enough even at night.

"What can't I see... If you ask me, Jiaoyang?... Forget it, I won't tell you a joke about hell. Sister Lu will punish me."

Uesugi Cheng was sitting on a bench by the roadside. There weren't many pedestrians at night. He was telling jokes to himself. After all, Jiaoyang himself didn't care about this matter, so what was wrong with him telling some hell jokes.

As if a switch was turned on, a hazy and cold fog seemed to spread from the corners of the streets. If Medusa was still alive, she might appear in a more unique way.

Uesugi Cheng lowered his head. Since Medusa had appeared, he had to maintain a certain etiquette. This was a respect for Shi Yuan and also a respect for an ancient Ligeia.

"Very interesting answer..."

For some reason, these words emerged in Uesugi Cheng's mind, and he instantly understood that it was Medusa who was talking to him. This ancient being, whose life was already hovering on the brink of life and death, seemed to have gained a little pleasure, and even her tone became a little lighter.

"Why are you here?"

“Seeking my own answers.”

"...Son of the Sun, the answer has been engraved in your soul from the beginning. Why do you need to seek it from the outside world?"

Uesugi Cheng's head seemed to explode. He didn't understand why Medusa called him the Son of the Sun, and why there was a hint of pity in her voice. His memory began to boil, but he still had no clue about this matter.

"For a provocateur like you, I should have given you a gift you will never forget, but you are too special. Leave this place, or just witness my end. It's up to you."

Medusa's terrifying face was covered by mist, just like the blind or covered statues in the city, leaving only the mouth that revealed her inhuman nature exposed.

"You can also give your own answer. Don't decide my ending like you did just now. You have the qualifications and the ability to do so."

Medusa's voice sounded in Uesugi Cheng's ears, and when he wanted to look up and continue asking questions, Medusa had disappeared.

"This……"

Uesugi Cheng remained silent, and finally decided to leave here first.

439

Chapter 439: Son of the Proud Sun.

He never thought that one day he would be shocked by such an answer. Medusa... the oldest existing Ligeia, her words had enough credibility and weight, so Uesugi Cheng was so out of control.

Son of the Proud Sun, this title is really too heavy and shocking. In fact, after the death of the Proud Sun, the three Si Chen who inherited part of his authority and power were given such a title, namely, Canyang, Xindan and Huyue.

Uesugi Cheng thought about this. He had worked for two of them. If he was really the so-called 'Son of the Sun', wouldn't they be able to see it? If they could see it, why didn't they do anything?

Uesugi Cheng walked in silence on the way back to the hotel. There were still pickpockets and gangsters on the streets of Budapest, as well as all the dark sides. But today they all huddled in dark corners trembling with fear, not even daring to move their gaze towards the streets.

They had seen how their companions fell down in an instant. Just because they looked at the shop window outside the street, one of them covered his eyes in horror, but he still fell to the ground with blood in his eyes and died without any struggle.