Soul of Burning Steel

"My lord? What's the matter?"

Fendal noticed an unusual aura. Although Joshua's gaze was only for a moment, it brought heavy pressure to the surroundings, so he subconsciously asked.

"Why is there a team of elite monks from the church in the Morlaix Palace?"

Signaling the red-haired knight to continue to lead the way, Joshua asked bluntly, his tone a little puzzled: "They are very strong, and more than half of them are great monks who have reached the golden level, enough to be a bishop of a place. That's unusual."

"Ah, they are the ambassadors sent by the church during the previous celebration. They are naturally powerful. The head of the [Hammer of Freedom] Knights, Robzek, is even an extreme-level paladin, but that lord is currently in the hall. Discuss something with His Majesty."

When he encountered a question he could answer, Fendal couldn't help but nodded with a smile. This handsome red-haired knight was indeed a hearty person: "A while ago, countries and forces from all over the continent sent envoys to meet His Majesty the Emperor. The church is also one of them, but now most of the messengers have gone back, but they still stay here as if there is something else."

When he said this, Fendal could not help but tinge a trace of regret: "It is a pity that you did not participate in the celebration, Earl. It was a carnival that may not be celebrated once in hundreds of years. Many ancient families have come. The imperial capital... Speaking of which, many people are also interested in you, my lord."

"Thank you... As for the celebration, I am also very sorry, but there is nothing I can do if I can't go."

Nodding his head, Joshua said that he already understood the identity of the other party. As for the celebration, he really couldn't go because he was required to save the world.

Anyway, even though the soldiers still have doubts about the familiar aura of the woman in the center of the team, they have already arrived at the Black Swan Palace.

Walking out of the corridor, there is a garden full of flowers, and the Black Swan Palace is just opposite the garden. It is an ancient palace with a history of hundreds of years. This palace was built by the third emperor of the empire. Later, it was transformed into the Royal Library. Due to the passage of time, the black rock wall on the outer wall of the palace has been covered with traces of ivy and moss, and this generation of emperors seems to like this, so there is no plan to clean it.

Now, the evening sun was gradually dimming, and the hazy light and shadow shone on the huge black palace, and the reverberation of bells from a distance could be faintly heard, announcing the end of the day's work.

The Royal Library is one of the most important places in the Morlaix Palace, so there is no room for loss, so there are many guards patrolling along the way, and Joshua can even sense that there are sentries lurking in many blind spots, and they form a The big net that didn't miss anything covered the entire Black Swan Palace.

The guards on the road all knew Fendal, and after seeing him leading the way, they knew that there must be a big man behind him, so they didn't step forward to interrogate him.

In this way, they entered the Black Swan Palace.

——In the Black Swan Palace, the Imperial Royal Library, in a library that has been dusty for a long time.

"Worthless."

Between the bookshelves, in the cold light of the pyroxene lamp, the white-haired old man sighed helplessly. He closed the dusty ancient book in his hand and put it aside. An ancient book floated through the air and came into his hands.

It can be seen that beside the old man, there are hundreds of books suspended, they are supported by layers of hazy blue light, and they are automatically flipped through, put down, and then dozens of books are lifted from the bookcase The magic power picks up, repeating the cycle.

The old man is naturally Nostradamus, and he is currently sorting out the ancient books in this library.

The royal family of the Northern Empire has a long history. The large library they built is no less than that of the Lake of Eternity in terms of the number of books. The library in the Holy Land of the Elf is slightly inferior to the secret library organized by the old mages of the Qiyao Council. Most of the ancient books in the collection are originals written in those years, which contain more information than other transcripts and forgeries.

But it's all meaningless.

Read hundreds of books at the same time. It didn't take long for Nostradamus to finish reading the ancient books in half of the library. He made a gesture, and the magic power put the books around him back to their original places.

The old mage couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

"The knowledge in many books has been eliminated by the times."

He muttered to himself: "The spells and secrets hundreds of years ago have become common knowledge, and even many ancient prophecies have now been fulfilled. These books are worthless and can only be used as historical records." Seal it up, maybe it will go into a museum in the future.”

Regarding this point, he didn't seem to have any emotion, just pure emotion, the old mage walked to the next bookshelf, frowning: "Obviously for these people, the lost three hundred years have just passed, why is there no point in their books?" News from the Glorious Era?"

The above is the real reason for Nostradamus' disappointment.

Ever since the empire discovered the sacrificial grounds of ancient races underground in the orc king's court, historic sites of various sizes have been discovered all over the continent. City remains.

This immediately set off a burst of archaeological enthusiasm in the academic world, and Nostradamus was naturally very interested in it. He took over the task of sorting out the ancient books in the large library, in order to find those ancient books from these dusty books. The clues of the ruins.

In any case, the traces of a race's life, the records of a city's existence, cannot be erased silently like that, they must have left some clues in the books-this is the idea of ​​the old mage, but in fact, But he found nothing, as if those relics appeared out of thin air, leaving no trace in history.

—Perhaps, this is the so-called lost three hundred years. Nostradamus couldn't help but think so.

There is no trace, as if even existence has been erased, that period of history, for today's human beings, may be an untouchable taboo.

And in the hall of the Black Swan Palace.

"I'm sorry, Master Nostradamus is sorting out in the ancient books room, he said, it's best not to disturb his work, so..."

A maid in a gray dress stood in front of Fendal with some embarrassment, shook her head and said, "It's best to wait a moment, it's already dinner time, the master might come out for dinner..."

At this time, Joshua and the others had arrived in the Royal Library.

In terms of structure alone, the Royal Library is actually similar to an ordinary library. Soft pyroxene lamps flicker among the bookshelves, emitting silver light—there is no luxurious decoration, nor too surprising structure, everything is ordinary. Ordinary, but the difference between it and other ordinary libraries is that it is large enough.

As large as an entire palace, even more than a dozen basements are part of the Royal Library. Here, people with a bad sense of direction can easily get lost. There have been many records of such incidents in history, and even His Majesty the emperor of this generation I got lost here when I was a kid.

In this kind of place, it is obviously unrealistic to find someone by yourself. Fendal directly found a maid serving here and asked where Master Nostradamus was, but the answer he received was not satisfactory. .

"Master, did he really say that?"

Joshua spoke, and he motioned for the somewhat dissatisfied red-haired knight to step aside: "In that case, it doesn't hurt to wait a while."

"Yes, it is!"

When she saw Joshua, the maid immediately slurred her speech. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she looked very nervous. The maid stepped back bit by bit instinctively, but even so, professional Morality also made her say the last sentence: "If you want to wait...please go to the third lounge over there, we will inform you and the other party as soon as Master Nostradamus comes out. "

"In that case, I'm about to leave."

Knowing that his mission is now over, the red-haired knight bowed slightly to the soldier, who nodded, "Thank you."

"It is my honor to serve you."

After finishing speaking, Fendal turned around and walked towards the door.

Under the guidance of the maid, Joshua and others came to the No. 3 lounge.

The lounge is actually a place for those who have borrowed books to read. It is a square hall with tables, chairs and bookshelves. Many people are reading books, most of them are young nobles. This can be seen from the coat of arms on their bodies.

Most of them are in their early twenties, under the age of thirty. At this time, they should be studying some nobles, or books about extraordinary power. In the corner, there are a few middle-aged men wearing mage robes. The young man was flipping through a few thick spell books, transcribing and recording some important data.

Originally, the atmosphere in the entire lounge was quite harmonious, except for the identities of the people in it, it was no different from an ordinary library reading room, even if some young nobles were chatting and laughing with each other in a low voice, it did not affect those busy people. The work of a mage.

But Joshua's arrival broke this point.

When the soldier just arrived here, the maid who led the way hurriedly bowed, and then left quickly as if escaping, and the other people in the lounge felt something cold climbed up their spines, and couldn't help it. Shu Qi brushed his head and looked towards the door.

"Lord Radcliffe!"

A young nobleman who recognized Joshua couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice: "Why is he coming to the imperial capital now? He seems to have disappeared during the celebration, and he can't be found at all!"

In fact, almost everyone present knew Joshua, and even with a few exceptions, they had at least heard the name of the soldier.

Because of slaying dragons and killing a big demon in the imperial capital, Joshua's reputation is even louder than he imagined. Originally, he should be in the same class as these young nobles, but now, warriors can already compete with Their fathers were on the same level, or even far surpassed. After all, most of these young nobles had not touched the edge of the golden barrier, but the warriors had already been confirmed by His Majesty the Emperor himself, and they were geniuses who could advance to legend in the future.

These are two worlds.

Not only that, but they also vaguely felt that the coercion on Joshua's body was getting heavier and heavier, and the atmosphere became more and more solidified. As the soldiers gradually approached, the young nobles felt that they were slowly sinking into the deep sea. The feeling of gradual expansion is about to suffocate them.

The soldier didn't care about this, he just found a seat at random, and then sat down with Ying and Rin, ready to wait for Nostradamus to finish sorting out the ancient books.

"Sorry, I'm not feeling well today..."

And at the same time Joshua sat down, a young nobleman who was closer stood up, he swallowed, his exposed skin was covered with goose bumps, and his voice seemed to tremble a little: "My friends, Forgive me for being rude, I am really unwell, I will take a step ahead of today's party..."

After finishing speaking, he picked up his book and walked out quickly, and when he passed by where Joshua was sitting, he subconsciously took a long detour.

"So to say……"

"I also……"

"actually, I……"

After a while of silence, many people stood up again. For them, the entire lounge hall became dimmed little by little. Although the pyroxene lamp was still flickering, the light could not illuminate the shadow in their hearts at all. So when they saw someone leaving first, they followed subconsciously together, even praising the first person to leave and gave them an excuse.

Not long after, almost all the nobles left, and the mages on the other side also felt that something was wrong.

"...The rest of the work, go back to the research room, it's really cold here."

After muttering something softly, a middle-aged mage called his partner, and the two of them took the books and left the lounge quickly, and they could vaguely hear their complaints about the library's heating system.

As a result, the rest of the people also left the lounge with various excuses.

So far, the third minute since Joshua came to the lounge, the entire hall was empty.

"...Didn't I bring magic equipment?"

Looking at the empty lounge, Joshua was silent for a while, then frowned, turned his head helplessly, and said to Ying and Rin: "The effect of the mist pocket watch is very strong. Before we were on Commercial Avenue, those passers-by I didn't notice the coercion on me, but why is everyone so nervous and guarded against me once I arrive at the Morlaix Palace?"

"...Probably because, Master, you were just passing by before, and those passers-by naturally didn't have time to notice the coercion on your body..."

Rin thought for a while, and said with some uncertainty: "The nobles and mages just saw your face, and they all knew your identity, so they all focused on you... ...for this reason, the effect of the fog pocket watch is weakened?"

After hearing Rin's guess, Joshua nodded slightly, but before he could speak, another voice came from the corner of the room: "It's a good explanation, but it doesn't get to the bottom of it."

A tall figure stood out from the corner covered by the bookshelf, his voice was deep and clear: "No matter how much a beast lowers its sense of existence, it is still a beast. You can't expect people not to be afraid of the lurking night leopard. A half-asleep lion."

"Not to mention you, Joshua Van Radcliffe, the man who claims to be able to kill demons with his bare hands."

The mobile phone code in this chapter, I will correct the typo later

The agreed second update is finally added, why do I want a chapter of 4000 words... Wouldn't a chapter of 2000 words be 2 updates every day... Do you think it is good?

By the way, Happy Seal Day!