() "Aruman, I have told you to not contact that woman anymore. Since that's the case... why do you still want to come to me?" Early in the morning the familiar knocking sounded. When Kirito opened the door and saw the baby-faced young man who was only blasted out by him yesterday, he couldn't help but frown and asked.

A young man with a baby-faced look that seemed young. When he saw the beautiful boy in front of him who had always looked at him with a soft smile, he looked impatient and serious. The boy named Aruman couldn't help but shrink his neck like fear. It can be seen that Aruman was actually in awe of Kirito in his heart.

"I'm sorry... Lord Kirito, it's just this time... Actually, I'm not here to borrow the magic book. Of course, if you're willing to give it to me, I won't refuse." Aruman's first half made Kirito raise his eyebrows, but the second half made him speechless. It seemed that his advice yesterday had no effect at all.

"Okay, I won't say anything extra. So if it's not for the sake of the fantasy book, why would you come here again?" This time, Kirito was puzzled, pinching his forehead with his fingers as if he was analyzing the other party's purpose in his brain.

"Actually... this time I'm here to invite Lord Kirito, you and me to Viola." Aruman's words made Kirito stunned for a moment, blinking three times in a row to express his doubts, widened his eyes, and raised his hand to point at himself.

"That's right, oh, by the way, there is another letter here, which Miss Viola asked me to hand to you. I hope that Lord Kirito will agree to Miss Viola's request after reading this letter." Aruman carefully took out a letter that was folded neatly from his pocket. His posture was like holding a precious item in his hand, making Kirito, who was watching, shook his head and smile bitterly.

Kirito took the letter that emitted a strange fragrance from Aruman. He didn't even prepare for Kaifeng's knife. He just tore a hole from it, took out the letter inside, and read it carefully. Of course, such a move naturally caused dissatisfaction in the heart of the young man with baby face in front of him. However, he did not blame anything, but just frowned and looked at Kirito's divine se that was constantly changing when he read the letter. His frown became deeper and deeper and made people feel that the content in the letter was absolutely important.

"Kidou, I know that doing this may cause trouble for you, but I still hope that you can help me. If you don't get those five fantasy books, then the result is waiting for me. Although I don't know, there is always a voice in my heart that tells me that before the next full moon night, I haven't got those five fantasy books, and then the consequences I can't bear. So... I hope that Kirito can come here and listen to me, I think... As Kirito's identity, maybe it can make up for the five fantasy books."

There is also Viola's autograph at the lower right corner of the end of the letter. Although the handwriting is very beautiful, the slightly trembling handwriting inadvertently revealed the nervousness of his master at that time.

"Have Miss Viola said when will I go over?" After reading the letter in my hand, the nearly 100-word letter made Kirito's face change like a 'Se-changing dragon'. When the letter was completely read, Kirito's god se returned to his usual attitude of indifferent to everything. His plain tone made Aruman wonder if the "face-changing skills" he saw just now was just an illusion.

"It's tomorrow night." Although Kirito's tone could not hear any feelings, Aruman knew that the beautiful boy in front of him had agreed to the other party's request and decided to meet him.

"Aruman, can you tell me all the fantasy books that Viola asked you to get?" After a long silence, Kirito said slowly. As soon as Kirito finished speaking, Aruman nodded heavily and said in a very quick tone: "Moskin is "The Slate of the Wise", Balboa is "The Complete Works of the Burning Golden Beads", the Granville brothers are "The Divine Mirror of the King of Yin" and "The Jade Draft of Nagarjuna", and I am "The Book of Engravings of the Salamander".

"So that's it... are these five fantasy books?" Kirito sighed exhaustedly, and he had a rough idea in his heart. The rest could only be confirmed by reading it with his own eyes. Then, Kirito seemed to be thinking about something, and he lowered his head silently. His stern body even made Aruman wonder if the person in front of him had no breathing. He was thinking whether he would reach out to check it out.

After a moment, Kirito slowly raised his head and spoke in a cold tone: "The book you need, "The Book of the Salamander's Print" is somewhere in the basement of this house."

"Really...really?" This sentence was beyond Aruman's expectations. The once shattered wish once again ignited his heart, making him stand up straight. It can be seen that he had also heard of some deeds of the original owner of this villa, Wesley Diswad. As a famous book collector, he had tens of thousands of books in the basement. It was a deterrent job to find a book from it, but even so, he could really find a fantasy book.

"I want to go together too!" After Kirito sent Aruman away, the figure hidden by the door behind him finally came out. This was a petite and beautiful girl, who seemed to be only twelve or thirteen years old. Perhaps for some reason, the girl didn't even wear clothes. She just wrapped her pure white and amazing beautiful ketone body with a thin blanket. The exposed small piece of delicate calves reminded people of high-priced high-quality porcelain.

"Darian?" Kirito frowned and looked at the girl's dress at this time. Fortunately, there were no one else nearby, so he just frowned and didn't say much.

"I said, there is a social community full of all kinds of atmospheres. Is it okay for a girl like you to go in?" The girl who came to him picked up the girl and put it on her thighs, gently rubbing the girl's smooth and tender face. The touch that was smoother than silk was very satisfactory.

"You don't have to worry about this kind of thing. I haven't seen anything after living for three hundred years, and I have done all the messy things with you." As if I was enjoying Kirito's caress on her face, Dalian narrowed her eyes comfortably and responded lightly with her usual arrogant tone, but her cheeks dyed with a red glow seemed unconvincing.

"After that being said, I don't remember the existence of "The Book of Salamander's Seal" in the basement, and some of them are just fakes." Suddenly, Dalian looked at the swordsman who was told with suspicion and still remained unchanged. The posture of being able to calmly even if the facts were exposed was exposed was already a state of mind.

"If I don't do this, do you think Aruman will give up? And... Since I promised to go with me, I naturally have to give him a step. I watched him grow up and don't want to have a bad impression in his heart."

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After nightfall, Kirito finally let Dalian fall asleep alone, put on the robe of dark night and left this country villa. Even if he was driving, he would take a half-day drive to the destination, but Kirito arrived at the capital in less than 40 minutes with his physical condition that was far beyond ordinary people.

Using the hood behind him to cover his face, Kirito tried to walk in the hidden alley. At this time, he seemed to be fusing with the darkness around him, and he didn't even make footsteps sound. His walking posture made people feel like the serial killer in the past that made the fog panic for a time (ps: Jack the Ripper).

Kirito, who tried to walk along the road, finally arrived at a relatively secluded station. Standing in front of the platform, Kirito was not worried that anyone would arrive, because there should be about two hours left before the next train arrived, so the time period at this time was exactly what Kirito hoped.

When an extremely ancient reference book appeared in Kirito's hands, he began to read a small piece of the book in a low voice. Then, when the unique roar of the train came into Kirito's ears, he knew that his purpose had been achieved and he only needed to get on this train. Yes, the huge reference book in Kirito's hand was the fantasy book "Old Bradshaw Timetable" that was not returned to Dalian after the last ghost train incident. As the first timetable, it has to take readers into any train in the past and future.

For the flight attendant who seemed to have an unfriendly expression, Kirito boarded the special train that had long disappeared from the long river of history. It was not an exaggeration to be called the ghost train. Even the flight attendant who showed an unfriendly expression might have died, or lived in the world as a person who was no longer young.

When Kirito found the personal lounge written on it in the black sejing cover notebook found in the basement, he opened the car door without hesitation.

The unique tone of the door opening of the room may be considered to be the familiar door. The man in the lounge looked away from the books in his hand and looked at the figure outside the car door with a soft smile. However, when he saw that it was a man with a beautiful appearance that even a girl was jealous of, he couldn't help but look in a slightly shocked expression, but the shocked expression disappeared in an instant, and he still looked at Kirito with a smile, but... the softness in his eyes had disappeared at some point.

This is a man who feels very well-educated just by looking at his appearance. From his appearance, he is about 20 to 25 years old. He dresses well and wears a single-eye glasses on his right eye. This gives people the illusion that he is teaching chemistry in a university.

"Who are you?" The man's tone was gentle and his voice was also very good, which made people feel that he should not be a bad person. When he opened his mouth, he was full of gentle temperament and good family education.

"I didn't expect that when you were young, you and Shuyi looked quite similar... Viscount Wesley Diswad." That's right, the man in front of Kirito's eyes was Wesley Diswad, the grandfather or grandfather of Shu Anthony Diswad who died in the Allied Air Force war. However, it was not the Wesley in the old age that Kirito remembered, but Wesley in the young age. Kirito used his ability to shuttle trains at any time in the Old Bradshaw Timetable to come to the train that Wesley had done before, and then met him in his youth.

Of course, Kirito did not think that Wesley put his notebook in the basement just an unintentional act. Perhaps his behavior was to get another person to come. However, by accident, Kirito should have accidentally discovered the notebook, so through the contents of the notebook, Kirito came to the time period of Wesley Diswad in the past.

When Wesley Diswad saw Kirito slowly take out the "Old Brad Timetable" and his notebook that he had never left, his eyes suddenly widened in disbelief. This was an indirect expression that the young man in front of him inherited Danterian's bookshelf. According to his idea, he wanted his grandson to inherit the bookshelf. What's terrifying is that... in his memory at this moment, there was no memory of the beautiful young man in front of him.

"Master Wesley Diswad, do you know... how big a bag did you lose to me? Well, although I don't hate it now." Looking at Wesley's wide eyes, it seemed that he was shocked by the scene in front of him that was beyond his imagination.
Chapter completed!