Encounters in the wrong place: Heroes of the world

【Twilight Hall】.

The library at the Rocky Family Base Camp.

Serven pushed open the heavy door of the split type, and when he looked inside the open door, he saw only many wooden bookshelves arranged in equal rows, and there were dozens of shelves alone.

The bookshelves at the very edge were kept at a considerable distance from the walls, and there were wainscoting panels on the walls, with intricately carved wooden boards that lay out along the walls of the library, about the height of Severn’s waist.

On one of the walls are long windows one after another, against which several tables are displayed, accompanied by dozens of chairs, all with exquisite carvings, and the light pours down almost unobstructed, creating a bright and comfortable reading area.

At this time, there was already a beautiful woman with long golden wavy hair sitting there, bathed in the warm daylight, she raised her head, her slender pointed ears moved, and a gentle and cordial smile appeared on her face——

“Sewen-kun, welcome.”

“Alicia, early.” Serven smiled at Elf Big Sister.

“Well, early. It’s rare to see Serwen-kun come here. ”

“Yes, I came to the library of the clan for the first time today.” Serven replied, his eyes looking at the large number of books neatly listed around him, “It should be said that it is worthy of our family, the amount of books here is a bit amazing.” ”

“Indeed, it is said that there are more than 100,000 books here!”

“Wow, that’s a staggering amount.” Serven noticed that there were signs on each shelf indicating the type of book, “Then I won’t bother you, Alicia.” ”

“Well, but if you need help, you can always ask me for help.”

“Okay.”

Serven passed between the shelves and took a look at the books on the shelves along the way. The books on the shelves are relatively clean in appearance, and it seems that they are cleaned frequently. Some books are simply clamped in thin wooden boards and bound with string, while others are wrapped in fine leather. Each book has a small label with the title, category, and a certain number to use for statistics.

You can faintly smell the faint smell of the pages of the book.

Severn first went to the historical area and found a book called “Labyrinth City Eulari”, and he directly stood there and read it.

The history of the establishment of [Eulari] is recorded above——

Simply put, through the continuous efforts of humans in the Age of Heroes and the Age of Gods, humans built a fortress on top of the earth cave, the source of the monster, covered this cave, and constantly guarded it.

This fortress slowly developed into the largest city in the entire continent, Eurali.

This is the origin of the labyrinth city of Olali.

Serven took a long breath, his heart was a little anxious, and he would be a little calm when he picked up the book, preferring to diverge his thoughts and think wildly. He closed his eyes, suppressed the impetuosity in his heart, and picked up another copy of “Persona from the East” and read it.

This book happens to be a record of what he is very interested in.

{Why is it that the entire [Eulari], and even the entire continent, does not have a god of some ancient eastern country?}

It is recorded in the book that in ancient times, there was a huge country in the east of the continent. But after a king named Tisin came to power, he led his human subjects to a great war with the gods, and there were some rebellion scenes in which humans knelt down and begged the gods for the title of “Son of Heaven”, but the result of the great war was that all the people of that ancient country, along with all the gods there, and even the land they were in, finally disappeared.

Only a small Far Eastern island remains, separated from the endless ocean from the rest of the continent.

The heavenly realm was therefore pouring out – taking this as an opportunity, the West also underwent drastic changes, the “God of Sesight” stole the [Heavenly Fire] and put it in the Nether, and the Great God of Thunder was furious, and the anger even shook the entire sky. But humans gained the power to fight monsters, and the first human city unravaged by monsters was established. }

Serven closed the book, still recalling its contents. The mysterious eastern powers in the memories of the otherworldly people actually disappeared into the long river of history long ago.

At last, his heart was no longer restless, and he even felt unfulfilled, and he looked at the bookshelf behind him, on which were neatly displayed another type of book, the work of the bard.

He chose a few random books from the inside, came to the table next to the window, sat down quietly without making a sound, opened the book and read it.

The first book chronicles a bard writing a collection of hymns for heroes.

{“He was a hero,

To protect the home and the country and protect women and children from abuse

He fought hard against the enemy and died under the city

Died under the noses of loved ones.

The woman clutched her husband desperately and cried out miserably

Despite the fact that the enemy shoved her shoulder with the tip of the gun

Ask her to stand up and go with them

Toil as their slaves. “}

Serven frowned, this kind of poetry was not quite to his liking. He put the book aside, changed it twice, and finally changed to a story book.

It’s a drama. It tells the story of the elderly king who abdicated and was driven into the wilderness by his eldest daughter and second daughter. The third daughter, who married into a neighboring country, became the queen of the country, and she led an army to save her father, but was killed. The story of the king’s final sad death next to his daughter.

Alicia raised her gaze from the book and looked at Serven, who was reading not far away.

He was quietly looking at the book on the table, his gaze flowing between the lines of the pages, the sun pouring, fine dust fluttering gently around Serwen in the light, and his face was carved into light and dark contours. But Severn seemed completely unaware of the rising temperature, and even time seemed to bypass him, leaving only the occasional turning of the pages.

Alicia froze for a moment—Serven no longer had that nasty temperament, and he was now reading a book with an indescribable and extraordinary charm. With this kind of elegant temperament, Alicia slightly imagined the appearance of Serven wearing a lens-

Elegance! Perfect!

No, it should be said that it is perfect now. If you add a little decoration, it will be perfect.

She took a deep breath and exhaled the mixed thoughts in her heart, her heartbeat beating somewhat uncontrollably fast. She changed to her seat in the shadows and continued reading.

Serven spent the whole day in the library.

In the evening, Alicia put the book back and was about to leave when she interrupted Serven, who was writing quickly on the paper with a pen

“Serwen-kun…” called several times before Serven looked up from the paper in front of him.

“Oh, Alicia, you’re still here.” Serven looked up and smiled at her, “I just have a story here, do you want to see it?” ”

Alicia hesitated, “It’s dinner time, let’s go to eat first, I’ll watch it after dinner.” ”

Serven nodded, put the book back in the distance, and went to the dining room with Alicia.

“Severn, what are you holding in your hand?” Riveria asked casually.

“Oh, a story. Do you want to see, Riveria? ”

“Well, if you can…”

Serven nodded, originally wanted to show Ace, but even if Riveria saw it, it didn’t matter.

Riveria unfolded the page and read—

The Nightingale and the Rose

“She said she would dance with me if I gave her some red roses,” a young student exclaimed, “but in my garden there wasn’t even a single red rose.” “……}

{The rose fell into the gutter, and a carriage ran over it…} So the young man went back to his room, took out a large book full of dust, and read it. }

Riveria held the page in her arms, and she was stunned by the beautiful wording, romantic and ironic fairy tale. It took a long moment before she looked at Serven with beautiful eyes—

“You wrote this by Serwen?”

“Yes, Lord Riveria. Se Wenjun wrote this afternoon. Alicia respected her royal princess and answered Riveria’s question without waiting for Serven to speak, “This story…”

“Serwen, I have to say, you are really literate.” Riveria looked at Serven with admiration, her beautiful eyes full of appreciation.

Riveria felt that the already handsome Serven became more attractive. Next to the great back of the master Goliath who crossed the limit and defeated the floor master, there was another vague figure of a literary artist with a pen and writing engraved in her mind.

“This is a particularly poignant story, Serven, you really have the talent of a literary artist, I like this story.”

Alicia looked at Serwen beside her with some surprise, not expecting that his story could be so highly evaluated. She also wanted to read it with some interest, but Ace, who was beside Riveria, couldn’t help but be curious and took the page in her hand——

The puppet princess with few expressions actually showed an obvious sad look, “Sad story… It’s good looking. ”

She even wiped the moist corners of her eyes with her fingers.

Loki came over, “Who made our baby Ace cry?” ”

Her expression changed suddenly, “Servin! Is it you!!? ”

“No, Loki, it’s just that this story from Serven is well written.” Riveria on the side spoke.

“Oh?!” Not only Loki, but also other members of the clan are interested.

Alicia knew that there was no hope, and she would not have had the opportunity to see this story in a short time.

Now it’s regret, very sorry .jpg

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