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Findal noticed something unusual, and although Joshua's gaze was only for a moment, it brought heavy pressure to the surroundings, and he subconsciously asked.

"Why is there a group of elite monks of the Church in the Palace of Morlai?"

Motioning for the red-haired knight to continue leading the way, Joshua asked crisply, his tone was a little puzzled: "Their strength is very strong, and more than half of them are great monks who have reached the golden realm, which is enough to become a land bishop, which is unusual." ”

"Ah, they are the ambassadors sent by the church during the previous celebration, and they are naturally strong, and the leader of the [Hammer of Freedom] Knights, Robzek, is a paladin of the extreme level, but that lord is now discussing something with His Majesty in the main hall."

Encountering the question he could answer, Findal couldn't help but smile and nodded, this red-haired knight with a handsome face was indeed a hearty person: "Some time ago, countries and forces all over the continent sent envoys to meet His Majesty the Emperor, and the church was one of them, but now most of the envoys have returned, and they still stay here as if there is something else." ”

When he said this, Fendal's tone couldn't help but carry a hint of regret: "It's a pity that you didn't participate in the celebration, Earl, it is a carnival that may not be once in hundreds of years, and many ancient families have come to the imperial capital...... Speaking of which, many people are also interested in you. ”

"Thank you...... As for the celebration, I regret it too, but there is something I can't go, and I can't help it. ”

Nodding, Joshua said that he had understood the identity of the other party, and as for the celebration, because he wanted him to save the world, he really couldn't go.

Regardless, even if the warriors still had doubts about the familiar aura of the woman in the center of the group, they had 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 on the opposite side of this garden, it is an ancient palace, it has been hundreds of years old, this palace was built by the third emperor of the empire, after his death was transformed into a royal library, due to the passage of time, the black rock wall of the outer wall of the palace has been covered with creeper and moss traces, and this generation of emperors seems to like this, so there is no intention of cleaning it.

Now, the evening sun is fading, and the hazy light and shadow shine on the huge black palace, and the distant sound of the bell can be faintly heard, announcing the end of the day's work.

The Royal Library is one of the most important places in the Palazzo Morlay, and there is no room for error, so there are many janissaries patrolling along the way, and Joshua can even sense that there are sentinels lurking in many blind spots, and they form a large net that envelops the entire Black Swan Palace.

The guards on the road all knew Findal, and when they saw that he was leading the way, they knew that it must be a big man behind it, so they didn't come forward to interrogate him.

And so they entered the Black Swan Palace.

-- In the Black Swan Palace, in the Imperial Royal Library, in a long-dusted library.

"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, put it aside, and with the old man's sigh, another ancient book floated through thin air and came to his hand.

It can be seen that on the side of the old man, there are hundreds of books suspended, they are held up by layers of hazy blue light, and automatically flip through and put down, and then dozens of books are picked up from the bookcase by the power of magic, repeating the cycle.

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

The Northern Empire has a long history of royalty, and the large library they built is no less than that in the Lake of Eternity, and the library in the Elven Sanctuary is slightly inferior to the secret vault of the old mage organization of the Council of Qiyao, and most of the ancient books in it are written in the original back then, containing more information than other transcripts and forgeries.

But it doesn't make any sense.

Reading hundreds of books at the same time, it didn't take long for Nostradamus to finish reading half of the ancient books in the library, and he made a gesture that magically put the books around him back into their places.

The old mage couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart.

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

He muttered to himself, "The spells and secrets of hundreds of years ago have now become widespread knowledge, and even many ancient prophecies have now been fulfilled, and these books have no value at all, but can only be sealed as historical records, and may later enter museums." ”

For this, he didn't seem to have any emotion, just a simple emotion, the old mage walked to the next bookshelf, his brows furrowed: "Obviously, for these people, the lost three hundred years have just passed, why is there no news of the Glorious Era in their books?" ”

This is the real reason for Nostradamus's disappointment.

Ever since the Empire discovered the sacrificial grounds of ancient races under the orc royal court, monuments of various sizes have been discovered all over the continent, the most shocking of which is the ruins of ancient cities found in the central black forest by the White Tower of Guantian.

This immediately set off an archaeological craze in the academic world, and Nostradamus was naturally very interested in it, and he took over the task of sorting out the ancient books in the Great Library, in order to find clues of those relics from these long-sealed books.

In any case, the traces of the life of a race, the records of the existence of a city, could not have been quietly erased, and they must have left some clues in the books - this was the old mage's idea, but in reality, he found nothing, as if those relics had appeared out of thin air, leaving no trace in history.

-- Perhaps, this is the so-called lost 300 years. Nostradamus couldn't help but think so.

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

And in the halls of the Black Swan Palace.

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

A maid in a gray dress stood in front of Fandal with some embarrassment, shook her head and said, "It's better to wait, it's time for dinner, and the master may come out for dinner......." ”

At this time, Joshua and the others had already arrived in the royal library.

The structure of the Royal Library is similar to that of an ordinary library, with soft pyroxene lamps flickering between the shelves, emitting a silvery glow - there are no extravagant decorations, no too surprising construction, everything is ordinary, but the difference between it and other ordinary libraries is that it is large enough.

An entire palace and even a dozen basement floors are part of the royal library, and here, people with a bad sense of direction can easily get lost, and there have been many records of such events in history, and even His Majesty the Emperor of this generation got lost here when he was a child.

In such a place, it was obviously unrealistic to go to someone on his own, and Findal went directly to a maid who served here and asked where Master Nostradamus was, but the answer he received was not satisfactory.

"Did he really say that, Master?"

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

"Yes...... Yes! ”

At the same time as she saw Joshua, the maid suddenly slurred her speech, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, she looked very nervous, the maid's steps were instinctively retreating little by little, but even so, the work ethic made her say the last word: "If you want to wait...... Please go to Lounge 3 over there, and we'll let you and each other know as soon as Master Nostradamus comes out. ”

"In that case, I'm almost leaving."

Knowing that his mission was now over, the red-haired knight bowed slightly to the warrior, to whom he nodded, "Thank you." ”

"It's my pleasure to serve you."

With that, Findal turned and walked out the door.

Under the guidance of the maid, Joshua and the 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, and many people are holding books and flipping through them, most of them are young aristocrats, as can be seen by the coats of arms on their clothes.

Most of them were in their early twenties and early thirties, and they were probably studying some books related to nobility or supernatural powers, and in the corner, several middle-aged men in mage robes were flipping through several heavy 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 the ordinary library reading room, even if some young nobles were talking and laughing with each other quietly, it did not affect the work of those busy mages.

But Joshua's arrival shattered that.

When the warrior arrived, the maid who led the way bowed hastily, and then walked away as if fleeing, while the rest of the people in the lounge felt something cold on their spine, and they couldn't help but turn their heads and look at the door.

"Count Radcliffe!"

The young nobleman who recognized Joshua couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, "Why did he come to the imperial capital now?" It's as if I'm missing during the celebration, and I can't find anyone at all! ”

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

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, the warriors can already be compared with their fathers, or even far surpass, after all, most of these young nobles have not yet touched the edge of the golden barrier, and the warriors have been personally determined by His Majesty the Emperor, and they are geniuses who can advance to legends in the future.

These are two worlds.

Not only that, but they also vaguely felt that the pressure on Joshua's body was getting heavier and heavier, and the atmosphere was becoming more and more solid, as the warriors gradually approached, the young nobles felt that they were slowly sinking into the deep sea, and the feeling of the gradual expansion of the water pressure was about to suffocate them.

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

"Sorry, I'm feeling a little unwell today......"

And at the same time as Joshua sat down, a young nobleman who was relatively close stood up, he swallowed his saliva, his exposed skin was full of goosebumps, and his voice seemed to tremble a little: "Friends, forgive me for being rude, my body is really unwell, I will take a step forward for today's party......"

With that, he picked up his book and walked out quickly, and when he passed where Joshua was sitting, he subconsciously took a long detour.

"So ......"

"I ...... too"

"Actually, I ......"

After a moment of silence, many people stood up, for them, the whole lounge hall was getting darker little by little, although the pyroxene lamp was still flickering, but the light could not shine through the shadow in the soul at all, so when they saw someone go first, they subconsciously followed together, and even praised the person who left first for giving them an excuse.

It didn't take long for almost all the nobles to be gone, and the mages on the other side also sensed that something was wrong.

“…… Let's go back to the lab for the rest of the work, it's a bit cold here. ”

Muttering softly, a middle-aged mage called out to his partner, and the two of them walked out of the lounge with their books in hand, faintly hearing their complaints about the library's heating system.

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

At this point, the entire hall was empty by the third minute that Joshua arrived in the break room.

“…… Didn't I bring magic gear? ”

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 misty pocket watch is very strong, before we were on the commercial avenue, those passers-by didn't notice the coercion on me, but why is it that when I arrive in the Morlay Palace, no matter who is so nervous and wary of me?" ”

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

Rin thought for a while, and said with some uncertainty: "And those nobles and mages just now have actually seen your face, and they all know your identity, so their attention is focused on you...... Because of this, the effect of the fog pocket watch is weakened? ”

After listening to Rin's speculation, Joshua nodded slightly, but before he could speak, another voice came from the corner of the room: "Good explanation, but it doesn't get to the root of it." ”

A tall figure stood out from the corner that had been obscured by the bookshelves before, and his voice was low and clear: "No matter how much the beast lowers its presence, it is still a beast, and you can't expect people not to be afraid of the lurking night leopard, the half-sleeping lion." ”

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