I feel a little ashamed, "said a small wizard.
The others remained silent. This indeed makes people feel ashamed, as they can all hear the loud voice of guilt shouting loudly. The chemical reaction of the soul is so wonderful that guilt only makes them more arrogant and impulsive.
Oh, can you keep your mouth shut? "The temporary leader of the group shouted. His name is Bonado Scona, but there is something floating in the air tonight that suggests we don't need to remember this person's name. The air was dark and heavy, with ghosts everywhere inside.
We cannot say that the Underworld University is empty, it's just that there is no one here.
But the six wizards sent to burn down the library naturally wouldn't be afraid of ghosts. These people are filled with magic inside their bodies, making a buzzing sound when walking. Their robes are more magnificent than any principal has ever worn, their pointed hats are sharper than any hat in history, and the reason why they are so close is purely a coincidence.
It's really dark here, "said the smallest wizard.
It's midnight now, "Sconagh said sternly," and the only danger in this place is us. Isn't that right, guys
The answer to this question is a vague muttering. Everyone is both respectful and fearful of Scona, because there are rumors that he often practices positive thinking towards the bright side.
And we're not afraid of a few broken books, are we, guys? "He stared at the smallest wizard." You're not afraid, are you? "He pursued sternly.
Me? Oh. No, of course not. They're just paper, as he said, "the wizard hurriedly replied.
That's it, good
There are a total of 90000 copies, I said, "said another wizard.
I've always heard that they don't even have an end in sight, "said the other." They're all in various dimensions. I've heard that it's like that thing, what we see is just the top little bit, you know, and that thing is actually mostly submerged in water -
Hippopotamus
Crocodile
The ocean
Listen, all of you, shut up! "Scrooge shouted. Then he hesitated for a moment, as if the darkness had sucked away his voice and filled it with air like a feather.
He tried to pick himself up a little bit.
Okay, "he turned towards the two unfriendly doors of the library.
He lifted his hands and drew several complex patterns with his fingers - they seemed to pass through each other, a sight that could be eye wrenching - and in an instant turned the door into sawdust.
Silence surged in waves, suffocating the sound of falling wooden pieces.
The gate is completely destroyed, there is no doubt about it. The four pitiful hinges on the door frame trembled and hung down, and a pile of broken stools and bookshelves could still be seen in the ruins. Even Scona was somewhat surprised.
Well, "he said," it's that simple. See? I have nothing to do, right
As a response, the wizard's boots were grinding on the ground. The darkness behind the door depicts the dazzling light of magic radiation that is difficult to recognize, because in the powerful magic field, the speed of possibility molecules exceeds reality.
So now, "Scona said cheerfully," who wants to take on the glorious task of setting fire
After ten seconds of silence, he said, "In that case, I'll do it myself. Really, I feel like I'm playing the piano to a cow
He strode into the door and then quickly rushed towards the center of the library, where there was a glass dome above that shone with starlight at night. (Of course, there has always been considerable controversy over the precise terrain here; high concentrations of magic can distort time and space, so the library may not even have edges, let alone a center.)
He stretched out his arms.
Well, you see? There's nothing wrong. Everyone come in now
Other wizards passed under the ravaged dome one after another, but their actions were extremely hesitant, always ready to take evasive actions.
Okay. "Scona looked a little satisfied." Now, everyone has brought matches as instructed, right? Magic flames are useless for these books, so I want to trick everyone -
Something moved there, "said the smallest wizard.
Scona blinked her eyes.
What
Something moved next to the dome, "the wizard tried to explain," I saw it
Scona squinted her eyes and looked at the messy shadows above her head, then decided to show some authority.
Nonsense! "He scolded, then pulled out a bundle of smelly yellow matches." Now, I want you all to come and pile up the books -
I did see it, you know, "the little wizard said gloomily.
Okay, what did you see
Well, I can't completely -
You don't know, do you? "Scona shouted.
I saw something -
You don't even know what that is! "Scona stubbornly insisted." What you see is just a shadow. Are you trying to undermine my authority? "Scona hesitated for a moment, her eyes blurred. I am calm, "he read," everything is under control. I will not let anything -
That is indeed -
Listen, dwarf, close your mouth right now, understand
During this period, another wizard kept looking up at his head to conceal his embarrassment. Suddenly, he coughed as if suffocating.
Uh, Scona
That applies to you too! "Scona straightened her body with force and then exaggeratedly waved the match.
"As I said," he said, "I want you to light the match, and then -- I guess I have to show you how to light the match, because there is a dwarf who doesn't understand anything -- and here it's my the final say. You listen to me. God. Look. You take a match one by one."
He lit a match, and the darkness bloomed into a white light of sulfur, causing the librarian to fall onto him like a heavenly soldier.
They all know the librarian. This kind of "understanding" is both certain and vague, just like knowing all the insignificant yet essential backgrounds on walls, floors, and the big stage of life. They rarely think of him, and when they do, his image is nothing more than a gentle, moving sigh, often sitting under the table repairing books or searching for sneaky smokers among the bookshelves. Any wizard who is foolish enough to challenge the law will see a wrinkled, soft hand reach out and confiscate their homemade cigarette, without any prior warning. But the librarian never makes a fuss, he only shows a very hurt and sad expression about the entire unfortunate event, and then swallows the cigarette in his stomach.
But now, the one who was holding onto S'go's ear and trying to unscrew his head was a screaming nightmare, with lips pursed back and long yellow fangs exposed.
The terrified wizards turned around and ran away, but for some reason, the hallway had been blocked by bookshelves, causing several collision incidents. The smallest wizard let out a short scream and quickly rolled under a table filled with maps. He covered his ears tightly with both hands, attempting to isolate the terrifying sound of his brothers trying to escape.
Finally, there was only silence left around, but it was a very special silence, overwhelming, as if something was secretly moving, and it was likely searching around. Completely out of fear, the small wizard ate the tip of his hat.
The quiet thing grabbed one of his legs and dragged him out, moving gently but still firmly. He tightly closed his eyes and slurred out a few syllables, but his terrifying fangs did not bite his throat, so he quickly stole a glance.
The librarian had a thoughtful expression on his face, swaying his neck one foot off the ground, just avoiding an aging curly retriever. That little thing seems to be trying to recall how to bite someone's ankle.
Uh... "The wizard opened his mouth and threw it out of the door frame. The line was very flat, but it was eventually blocked by the ground and fell.
After a moment, a shadow beside him said, "Well, another one, okay. Has anyone seen that idiot and scoundrel suppress him
A shadow on the other side of him replied, 'I feel like my neck is broken.'
Who is speaking
That idiot and jerk, "said a shadow fiercely.
Oh. Sorry, Scona
Scona stood up, the halo of magic outlining the lines of his entire body. He raised his hands, trembling with anger.
I want that poor creature who has returned to its ancestors to know that it must show respect to the higher beings in the evolutionary chain - "he roared.
Catch him, guys
So Scona returned to the floor, heavy with the weight of five wizards.
Sorry, but
Do you know if you use magic
Using magic near the library, there's already so much magic there -
As long as there is a slight mistake, a critical substance will be produced, and then
Bang! Say goodbye to the world
Sigona bared her teeth. The wizards sitting on him immediately reached a consensus that it was not wise to get up now.
Finally, Scona said, "Okay. You're right. Thank you. I shouldn't have lost my temper like that. It blinded my judgment. Calmness is crucial. You're absolutely right. Thank you. Go down
They boldly moved their buttocks away. Scona stood up.
That monkey, "he said," has already eaten its last banana. Give me -
Uh... gorilla, Scona, "the little wizard couldn't help correcting him," that's a gorilla, you see. It's not a monkey
He hesitated under the gaze of the other party.
Who cares? What's the difference between a gorilla and a monkey? "Said Scona." What's the difference, Mr. Zoologist
I don't know, Scona, "the wizard said meekly," I think this has nothing to do with classification
Shut up
Okay, Scona
You disgusting dwarf, "Scona continued to work hard.
He turned around and added in a calm voice like a saw blade, "I can completely control my emotions. My mind is as calm as a bald mammoth. My intelligence completely controls my behavior. Who was sitting on my head just now? No, I'm definitely not angry. I'm not angry. My thinking is positive. My body and mind are functioning normally - does anyone want to express a different opinion
No, Scona, "the wizards said in unison.
Then go get me twelve barrels of gasoline, the more things to ignite the better! That gorilla is doomed
On the high roof of the library, in the home of owls, bats, and other small animals, the iron chain clicked and then a glass was respectfully broken.
They don't seem very worried, "Nagil felt a little offended.
How should I put it? "Lingsi Fengdao said," If someone were to record the greatest battle cry in history, 'Uh huh, excuse me' would definitely not be one of them
He stood aside. I'm not with him, "he told a guard who couldn't keep his mouth shut, speaking with sincerity on his face." I just met him, what was that? Yes, the snake pit. "He chuckled twice," This kind of thing always falls on me, "he said.
The guards didn't even pay attention to him.
Uh huh, "he said.
Okay, "he said.
He brushed back to Nagil's side.
Is that sword okay with you
Negil kept a close eye on the guard while pulling out the book from his bag and handing it to Lingsifeng.
I have read the entire third chapter, "he said," and there are illustrations on top
Lingsi Feng flipped over the crumpled pages of the book. The book has been flipped through too many times, worn out to the point of being unrecognizable, but in the past, there was likely a neat woodblock print on the cover page featuring a muscular man with arms resembling two large pocket soccer balls. He stood on the painting with a smug smile on his face, the lazy beauty and the slaughtered enemy all the way down to his knees.
There is a statement around him: I can turn you into a barbarian hero in the city in just seven days! The name was signed in slightly smaller font below: Man Zu Ke En. Lingsi Feng has some doubts. He knew Kern, the old boy who could barely read, but never knew how to write. Even now, when signing, he uses an X instead, and often misspells it. However, on the other hand, any profession, even the publishing industry, as long as it is profitable, is very attractive to him.
Lingsifeng glanced at the illustration again, and then at Negir.
Seven days
Well, my reading speed is a bit slow
Ah, "Ling Sifeng said.
And I didn't pay attention to Chapter 6 either, because I promised my mother that I would only rob the spoils of war by force until I found the girl who belonged to me
Did this book teach you how to be a hero
Oh, that's right. This book is very good, "Nagil looked at him anxiously." It's a good book, isn't it? It cost a lot of money
Um, you'd better continue, I guess
Nigel straightened his shoulders - as there were no more appropriate words, let's just say shoulders for now - and then waved his sword.
You four better be careful, "he said." Otherwise... wait a moment. "He quickly flipped through the book from Lingsi Feng's hand and found what he needed." That's right, otherwise the 'cold wind of fate will blow through your forest bones, and the army of hell will suffocate your souls in sulfuric acid.' That's right. Do you think of these... sorry, wait a moment... apples... what do you think of these apples
The answer to him was a metal chord - four guards pulled out their swords at the same time, with neat and uniform movements.
Negil's sword turned into a blurry light and shadow, drawing a complex "8" shape in front of him. It turned over his arm and then switched from one hand to the other behind him. Then it seemed to circle around his chest twice before rushing out like a salmon.
Several ladies clapped their hands simultaneously. Even the guards seemed to be shaken.