I'm going too far, so I'll get back to the topic.

The next night in Wuyue, I finished my dinner in a few bites and felt that I was not full. The canteen quota was always too small for me, so Alfred took care of Adrian and found ways to prepare some extra hunger-resistant food to ensure that I had enough energy to keep practicing in the morning.

At the foot of the mountain is the popular Hei Song Town. As long as you have money, you can buy anything. The servants in the kitchen who are responsible for purchasing are happy to bring things to the nobles and earn tips and kickbacks.

I talked to Alfred for a moment and walked towards the library alone. To be honest, I was worried at the time and did not notice Priscilla and Winnie hiding in the bushes. This was my negligence.

The genius apprentice Freson Bukalem left a side door for me. He was a rare tall man with blond hair neatly combed behind his head, his facial features were tough, and he was wearing a gray cloth robe provided by the college, with a hunchback.

"You're here too late. Teacher Tseney is waiting for you inside. In addition, I'm still hungry." There was a little emotion in his tone.

I handed a greasy bag in time and said sorry: "Give it, it's bread and bacon inside. I'm really embarrassed to wait for you for a long time."

This scene fell into Priscilla's eyes. Afterwards, she suspected that the bag I handed to Fresen had hidden secrets. Actually, I didn't lie, there was really only bread and bacon inside.

That day, it was the apprentice April who brought him dinner, but Alfred greeted Freson and I would do it for him and asked him to leave the door.

Fresen pulled the corners of his mouth with a little kinder attitude, and said, "Teenie walked straight along the porch in the sheepshop library, turned right through the hall. He often stayed in the library overnight. When you left, you didn't have to look for me anymore."

When I passed by Fresen, I caught a glimpse of a thick book spread out on the table. The illustration on the inner page was drawn with a big bow of strange shape. Although I just glanced out of the corner of my eyes, I was sure that it was the legendary artifact Bloodthirsty Demon Bow.

The iconic feature of the Bloodthirsty Demon Bow is that the two arms are long and short, and they are not completely symmetrical. There has never been such a standard for the combination bow under the world.

"He is looking for a magic weapon!" I turned my mind and walked forward with big strides.

It seems that I am not groping alone in the darkness.

The sound of lonely footsteps echoed in the porch, and the candlelight illuminated the way forward. I noticed some strange phenomena and couldn't help but slow down.

On the walls of the porch and the hall, there are gaps scattered, with different shapes and positions, just like mold spots on oil paintings and inconsistent notes in the music score. At first glance, their existence is meaningless, but the Temple Library is the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancient Flynns. It should be flawless and will never be shoddy. These gaps must have ulterior motives.

I thought about it all the way and came to the door of the parchment library.

"You are here, come in!" Zengi had been waiting for a long time, a little impatient.

The bulky bookshelf lined up against the wall, and no one had been reading the precious manuscripts for a long time. A thick layer of gray was accumulated on the spine, and the air was filled with moldy smell. I felt my nose itchy, so I quickly pinched it with my hands a few times to prevent a sneeze from blowing more dust.

On the desk opposite, there were a few shabby parchments casually, and a hand-painted sketch was pressed under the book. It seemed to be a partial floor plan of a certain building, with many traces of modifications and signs on it, and it looked messy.

"Tseni, is it here...for individual tutoring?"

"Single tutoring, haha, I never do that... I need you to do a little favor. If you can keep the secret, then by the end of the semester, your magic principle will be a." Tsai Ni's fat face showed a sly smile. He was very confident. Credits were irresistible to laymen like me who knew nothing about magic.

I sincerely said, "Even if I don't have a, I should help the tutor."

Tsini was very satisfied with my reply. He repeatedly reminded me several times and must keep my mouth shut. Even Dean Kozmo couldn't mention it, so of course I agreed.

So Tsainey led me to the corner and asked anxiously: "Can you help me pry this stone open?"

My eyes quickly adapted to the dim light. In the corner where candlelight could not be shined, a dark crowbar was standing, with the tip leaning against a piece of granite. Judging from the size and volume, even a man with ordinary strength could pry it open.

Unless it is like an iceberg in the sea, nine out of ten submerged under water.

I was very tactful and didn't ask the reason. I rolled up my sleeves and prepared to start.

"Be careful, don't pry the wall down!" Seeing the strong muscles of my arms, Tsai added worriedly.

I stepped forward and picked up the crowbar, weighed the portion, pressed the tip against the wall to find the gap, but the granite fits extremely closely together, and no matter how hard I put it in, it would be useless.

"No, these stones are too tightly attached to them, and the crowbar cannot be inserted."

"Well, think of another way!"

I saw the joints between the two pieces of granite, raised the crowbar and poked it hard. With a loud "stirring" sound, the crowbar bounced back, and the tiger's mouth was numb.

Zene was startled and shook his hands and said, "Be gentler, it will alarm others!"

I leaned closer and observed carefully and found that the granite was not damaged at all, and even the minor scratches could not be found. How could this be possible? With my strength, even pig iron would make a gap!

Notch - My eyes lit up, and I stretched out my arms, and put the tip of the crowbar into the gap at the top of the stone wall. I groaned, and the muscles of my arms and lower abdomen were tightened. With a strong force, the crowbar was straightened, but the wall was still motionless.

"How is it? Still not?" Zengi asked anxiously.

I pulled the crowbar out, shook my head and said, "This crowbar is too thin and soft like dough, and it doesn't work at all. I'll go to the blacksmith shop to make another one tomorrow, and there will be no problem!"

Tsai seemed very disappointed and muttered, "The crowbar won't do anything? This is already the thickest one..."
Chapter completed!