A female-oriented system, but the worldview is a little off?

——It’s like a civil servant writing the history of the past, no matter how thrilling the battles are, or how tortuous the emotions are.

Civil servants cannot allow their own subjective emotions to change the outcome of history.

This is recorded history.

Not writing fan fiction.

If civil servants can subjectively influence the course of history from an omniscient perspective...

To mix pure knowledge with impure impurities.

Then it is more than just omniscience.

And he also achieved "omnipotence".

——As the librarian of this library, he is a conscious being that stores all the records of knowledge.

For the black-haired girl.

This was a taboo that she would never and was not allowed to violate.

This is also the rule followed by the library here.

"But...after all, this was a trouble he had brought upon himself more than a month ago."

Aksia sat quietly at the desk.

Looking at the white rose that was getting healthier and healthier under her care, and was now stretching its branches and leaves to do radio gymnastics following the music textbook.

He couldn't help but shook his head.

He sighed and said, "Even if I want to help now, I really can't do anything."

After a moment of silence.

The girl stretched out her hand calmly.

He casually summoned a book from a distant, deeply buried bookshelf.

——The surface of this book was surrounded by a sacred purple mist.

It is like cutting off a piece of clouds from the sky and then writing on it with pen and ink.

The whole book has a heavy and ancient atmosphere.

On the cover, the words [Conclusion of Suppressing ██ Evil ████, the Original ████ Heaven] were faintly written.

Those fonts are constantly changing at high speed, in units of seconds.

This is normal.

When the ontology of some knowledge is too complex, there are even several anomalies and distortions stacked on top of each other.

And the quality of that knowledge is particularly high.

Even this library has been slow to come up with an accurate title for it.

——Perhaps, this is another kind of “naming waste”?

Watching the book fly closer...

Even if you say that you actively attracted him.

However, Aksia's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a hint of disgust appeared on her quiet and indifferent face.

Knowledge itself is pure and spotless.

but.

As a conscious being whose hobby is reading books every day...

But there are likes and dislikes of their own.

Axia has seen too many human civilizations die out, and she doesn't frown at the death of mere humans.

But this book...

The reason why the girl is disgusted with it is not because of the pure killing and cruelty.

Rather, it is because those people, after a long time, have trampled upon the stories they originally wrote.

There's nothing.

It is a great story that should have been a tragic epic that ultimately ended up being a mediocre anticlimactic one.

Moreover, the creator of the work even boasts about it, claiming that this is the correct way to write it, and is making a sacred break with himself for having written a great beginning in the past.

There is something even more annoying for the reader Axia.

"Although, if it reappears in this era, it will naturally collide with you, there is nothing we can do about it..."

Axia took a deep breath.

Finally reached out his hand.

Reluctantly, he took the book, whose shape kept switching back and forth between the sacred purple air and the disgusting twisting flesh.

She murmured complainingly as she opened the title page.

"But if it weren't for you, I would never open this terrible book again."

The reasons for the birth of those root anomalies, including the deeds they ultimately accomplished after their birth.

The vast majority of them are repeatedly proving the evil and tragedy of the nature of this world.

Perhaps this is why they are able to achieve level 0 status.

That is why...

If it is not necessary, Aksia doesn't like to read books on this kind of content.

After all, in a sense.

——The library she is in is one of them.

104-The library has the right to see everything, with only one exception

Some time ago.

There was a black magician named Ovol Ree who defected from the Emerald Society and visited this library.

He spent ten years giving up his status, family, wealth, and even the most important power for a researcher... that is, his right hand.

Finally, he successfully obtained the title of sage and received an invitation to enter this library.

however.

The alchemist master who enjoys a notorious reputation in the outside world, in the suburbs of Europe.

In the end, I still couldn't get rid of my desire for knowledge...and turned into books here.

As he wished.

To be able to be with all the knowledge here forever.

His life, experience, knowledge, and various mysteries he had experienced in the suburbs.

——Adding all those things together, the thickness of the book is just black and white words that can be read in a few seconds.

however.

At this moment....

The book that records everything above the nine heavens that Axia flipped through.

But when the title page was opened, no recorded words appeared, but misty clouds emerged.

It was as if the sacred and majestic immortal spirit was swearing to occupy this blessed land and make it the sect's own.

It quickly spread among the numerous bookshelves.

And there was a tendency for it to transform into wriggling flesh and blood, devouring all the other trembling books whose status was lower than its own one by one.

"No noise allowed in the library."

Axia frowned and whispered, "Not only did he make a lot of noise, he even tried to feast on me."

"What do you think you are?"

The girl's quiet voice fell.

Those clouds, like wild beasts out of their cages, kept changing their images between auspicious clouds and ugly flesh and blood, as if their throats were being forcibly strangled.

In the infinite pure white space, the huge spreading body suddenly trembled.

"██████——!!"

And let out a miserable roar of pain.

With the naked eye, you can see that there are many books on the bookshelves around you.

Even if it is not touched by the clouds.

But just by hearing this roar...a thin layer of blood vessels appeared on the surface of their book covers, with a faint tendency to activate.

"Interesting. Is it because the entity outside has been revived from ancient history and is no longer just a simple record?"

Axia whispered calmly.

"Even the knowledge of these dead things has become alive."

That being said...

In the outside world, many mysteries weakened or even disappeared with the fall of the Heavenly Court.

There will probably be signs of gradual recovery, right?

after all.

No matter what, all the mysteries at the root level of [strange phenomena] represent an era of at least one civilization level.

——The so-called abnormal accompanying effect is also a theory summarized based on the records of this type of root-level anomalies.

This time, Aksia did not stop it, but let the mist disperse.

This kind of personal knowledge...even if one simply wants to read it, it will inevitably be contaminated to a certain extent.

Surrounded by fairy mist.

Faintly, the outline of a tall and straight old man with white eyebrows and holding a whisk slowly emerged.

The background seems to be a palace somewhere.

The lofty green jade pillars, the statues of gods standing on both sides of the gate, the grand and majestic tripod furnace, and the wisps of smoke burning with worldly destiny.

This place is like the immortal residence described in the storybooks, exuding a solemn and majestic feeling that is detached from the world.

——However, if someone who has no common sense suddenly sees this scene.

He would probably widen his eyes, bewildered and speechless, and say, "Fuck? Virtual reality?"

"Okay, okay, I knew that the technological level of this world couldn't be so high that it couldn't have developed any cutting-edge technology."

"Come on! I'm ready, bring over Sword Art Online!"

Axia shook her head violently, trying to get rid of the person who polluted her knowledge and could not be understood by common sense on all levels from her mind.

Once again, focus your attention on the "opened" book.

In that majestic and grand unknown palace.

I don’t know what time it is.

The figure of the old man with white eyebrows.

Standing in front of the two broken red flags, silent, his old and deep eyes seemed to be lost in some kind of contemplation.

For some reason, these two should have been taken care of by the company.

The anomalous item that was being intensively studied at the highest alert level now appeared here.

Those two bright red flags look like they’re made of very high-quality materials.

The embroidered symbol of the Eight Diagrams and Yin-Yang gives one a sense of mental stagnation at first glance, as if one's own destiny has been seen through.