6kv Chapter 549: Librarian Visiting On A Whim
Chapter 549: Librarian Visiting On A Whim
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How long have I been searching for him? Ever since I left my library. Let's just say it's been a while. Well, to be fair, it would be more accurate to say that I am waiting.
Yes, that is the issue. The creator of The Unnamed God Sect is bound to be alive somewhere. But I have absolutely no idea where to look for him.
That means that I am pretty much wandering around aimlessly until some new information pops up. That man is so random that I would believe it if someone told me he was busy having fun in the god realm. Well, that's impossible, but still.
Recently I decided to pass by this place—the city of the Bookkeeper. I've always wanted to visit but never could. Many would say that traveling there in these troubled times is pure madness, and they are probably right.
I lost count of how many bandits and random sects I encountered on the way. How did I manage to go through? I claimed to be a scholar from this very city I had as a destination.
People figured out that I was weak and well learned. My only value would be to help with the management. Right now, that is worthless because no sect will trust a stranger with anything remotely important.
They figured out that letting me through was better than potentially having the righteous faction go after them for something so stupid. Of course, I had to convince them that I was truly a scholar.
Somehow, to be qualified as a scholar by the rabble I encountered, the only requirement seemed to be to have read a book from cover to back. Yes, I'm not even exaggerating!
That's how I finally managed to reach my destination in one piece. Then I needed to find a way to be granted access. I had a detailed plan to deal with the matter, and it was genius.
But one of the men in charge saw me standing outside, got curious, and decided to let me in just like that. My plan had failed successfully.
As I entered, the smell of books was so overwhelming that it brought a smile to my face. That's the kind of thing that people don't usually notice, but I did.
That's how I happily started browsing. There is only one thing that I deplored. There are only so many books that one can realistically read. At least, I had lots of time. I had nothing better than to wait for news in any case.
That's how I grabbed a ladder, I climbed a bookshelf, and I grabbed plenty of books. But just as fate would have it, the ladder was old, and part of it broke under my weight. Thus I was sent crashing to the ground.
As I saw that floor come into my vision, I couldn't help but think how ironic it was. The librarian would die in a library from picking up books.
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What? What is this about?
I try and speak, but I can't seem to be able to. Who is this?
Just think? Can you hear my thoughts?
Am I still alive?
Are you a devil?
All I can see is darkness, and yet a glowing page appears before my eyes. It reads NDA: Non-Disclosure Agreement. Whatever I will learn from him, I cannot share with anyone. I sign it. I don't have a body, but I somehow manage to. This is weird.
Why would I? I'd rather die than become someone's slave.
Literature?
I am already doing it. Is that really all that is required?
You say weak, but you can save my life that easily? Are you exaggerating about my condition?
This all sounds so crazy. I can gain power by writing, seriously?! I still desire to write about this world's history. That is why I need to find that man. I feel like he will play a big role in it.
Do I care about power? Not at all. But I may indeed require some power in the future. Especially if I have to tread to dangerous places to witness it all happen firsthand.
This could all be a trap. For all I know, this could even be a prank from someone bored. But it seems like an amazing opportunity too.
Fine. I accept!
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What the Hell is all this?!...