There are two external libraries in Brighton. One is the Royal Library located in the North District. It is an ancient library handed down from the time when there was still the imperial power system. It contains more than 10,000 books, ranging from astronomy and geography to
Agriculture and water conservancy, in addition to books related to the old gods, almost all walks of life are gathered here. The other one is the Heath Library located on Kamal Road in the South District. This is a library for the general public.
Charity organizations provide books, and you can often see half-clothed children reading there.
Arthur lifted up his hair that was still dripping with water, and put the wet top hat used to hide his identity on the coat rack nearby. After getting ready with an apology, he sat down on the leather singlet opposite the librarian.
On the sofa, the curator stuck the single-lens lens in his eye socket and carefully read the ancient characters written on the metal plate Arthur brought. From time to time, he made a sound of surprise. Johns was on the other side of the curator's private bookshelf.
He was flipping through a translated book called The Secret History of the Dwarves. The library director once had a relationship with Arthur. At that time, Arthur was returning from the Temple of Life. He came here to inquire about information about Isis, and they also got to know each other here.
Elise. Thinking of Elise, Arthur rubbed the back of his head helplessly, but the moisture on his hair made him feel unstable.
"How about it, Curator, do you know what is written on it?" Arthur couldn't bear to disturb the Curator and fell into his own world, but the sunset shining in the window told Arthur that it was already getting late, so he didn't ask any more questions.
As a result, the library should be closed. Recently, the law enforcement team and arbitration office have had to increase patrols at night due to the influence of the modified people. It is also during this period that many people are living in the dark corners of Brighton City.
, only the wizards who dared to come out at night to look for food and warm clothes were captured. Some wizards who were forced to become tools of the arbitration were able to survive for the time being, while the rest...
There have been seven more corpses on the gallows in the middle of Brighton recently. When Arthur went out today, he went to the gallows with Johns and secretly sprinkled the white chrysanthemum petals bought at the florist near the gallows. I thought.
It is no longer possible to change the views of most living beings on wizards. Arthur also understands this truth. All he has to do is to gather the power of wizards so that they can protect themselves. Just like the characteristic training discovered by Arthur, if it can be taught
If you give more wizards, their chance of survival will be greater.
"This... what is written on it is not only the ancient Elf language, but also the ancient Dwarf language... I still need a little time. Do you know that this dense Dwarf language may be related to the dwarf's engraving technique? Look at this sentence
, means to copy, this sentence is to strengthen the body..."
Engraving? The first time Arthur heard this word was when Parrish told him it when he was a child. At that time, they were still looking for the necklace of the Nightmare God in the tunnel under the ruins of Rose Manor. To put it simply, engraving is to use it on items.
The dwarves imprint the abilities they want to give them, and then use the special forging skills of the dwarves to realize the abilities. "So, these transformed people have changed their appearance because of the engraving technique? But I have never heard of such an engraving technique.
, Curator, I heard that engraving techniques usually only have one word...but this is a long series of sentences, and all the above contents can be realized on one item at the same time?"
"Yes, it's really amazing, isn't it? The engraving technique we are familiar with now was simplified by the dwarves. They not only simplified the number of words, but also simplified the effects... It's really amazing, isn't it." The curator rotated his
The lenses allowed him to see more carefully. Suddenly, he froze in his seat and remained motionless for a long time.
Arthur noticed something was wrong with the curator. He approached the curator's desk and found that he was wiping the bottom of the metal piece with a miniature iron rod. After the iron sheet fell off, there was still a line of small words there.
, just four words, written in Elvish.
The curator's beard began to tremble, and the iron rod used to wipe stains on items fell on the table: "Night Walker..."
"Night Walkers? What happened to them? They made these metal pieces, right?"
"Arthur." The person who answered Arthur's question was Johns, who was flipping through a book. He was looking for books with a purpose, and his tone was a little low: "Night Walkers are some elves who were active forty years ago. They call themselves Night Walkers.
, its purpose is to eliminate the hierarchical system among elves. You know, the Long-eared tribe is a slave-like existence in the eyes of the Butterfly Wing tribe. The Night Walker was an organization formed by the Long-eared tribe from the beginning, just like us.
..”
Arthur had never heard the name of this organization, and he also felt that it was the right thing for the Long-eared tribe to resist the Butterfly-winged tribe, but the unusual attitudes of Johns and the curator let him know that things were not simple: "Are they doing it?"
What."
Johns seemed to have found the book he wanted. He held an unknown black book with a hard cover in his hands, flipped through it to a certain page and read slowly: "Here, from the year 70 to the year 73 of the New Calendar,
There was a fight within the Night Walkers, and the survivors were a few extreme elves. Led by a long-eared elf named Donodo, these elves sneaked into the Elf Queen's sacred tree and wanted to assassinate the Elf Queen. After being stopped, their purpose was
It changed. At the end of 1973, Donodo led twelve long-eared elves into Brighton City on a moonless night and assassinated the then city lord, who was the grandfather of the current Lord Edwards. Then they stood
A sensational reactionary theory was released on the top of the central tower of Brighton City. As for the Sharp Claw tribe, those elves don’t have much sanity, that is, they are ordinary workers. Well, I don’t mean to discriminate against them, but the sharp claws I came into contact with
The Claw Clan are all stupid."
The curator was still immersed in the panic of memories. He threw the metal piece on the table, leaned back on the seat and sighed: "At that time... I was only ten years old, and those bloody elves ignored our peace treaty with the elves.
Cooperating with him, he killed the old city lord just like that, and said arrogantly on the top of the tower: "Both humans and elves have sins that cannot be erased. Why are there so many homeless people in Brighton City, and beggars are looked down upon. Now as long as
Killing those who discriminate against others will make the world a better place. What we want is a world where all races are treated equally.' After that, the arbitration office arrived in time and captured eleven elves, but the two most important ones escaped.
An elf... Donodo and his younger brother, Donono. During that time, people who looked down on the poor were frightened, fearing that the elves would rush into their homes and kill them. After all, even the heavily defended city lord's palace was stormed by them.
Got in."
Arthur leaned on the long table of the curator. He remembered something when he was halfway through listening. He remembered what Elise said to him before going out. What he does to transform people is to kill those who have discriminatory mentality or behavior.
...that is, those who claim to be the promoters of the times, those who realize that they are able to ride on the wind of the times when they are at the center of the times. To transform people is to teach these people a hard lesson just like the original Night Walkers.
Could it be... Elusi... Arthur's heart suddenly hurt, and he couldn't believe his own thoughts for a moment.
"No, it's impossible... What am I thinking, how could a mouse be..." Arthur's soliloquy was not heard by the curator and Johns. The curator's eyes returned to the metal piece,
Speed up your interpretation.
"Arthur, if this Elvish language has anything to do with Night Walker, I know what it means. It says elimination, clearing, and erasure. The meanings of these three words are only those of the Butterfly Wings among the elves.
It can be used and connected to history. This is a kind of rebellion declaration of the Long-eared tribe. The following paragraph is... the Sharpclaw clan, why are the Sharpclaw clan mentioned?"
"Let's think about this reason later, Arthur, we should leave, it's night." Johns closed the black book in his hand and put it back on the bookshelf: "If it is related to the elves, then we have to find the elves.
The people of the clan will solve it.”
"The Elf... I do know someone who is quite powerful. I will write to him. Let's go, Johns." Arthur smiled and thanked the curator, took away the metal piece, and turned to meet Johns.
They walked towards the door talking about elves and night walkers one after another.
"Wait a minute, you two, you are wizards, right?"
Arthur, who was walking to the door, suddenly stopped and looked back at the library director who stood up: "If we are, what are you going to do? Report us to the law enforcement team?"
"I will tell the law enforcement team after you leave. They always have a team of people responsible for protecting people like us. Don't show up here again in the future." The curator stretched out his trembling fingers to drive away Arthur and Johns.
Arthur spread his hands helplessly: "Thank you again, Mr. Curator, I will leave Brighton City with some wizards soon, so we won't see each other again."