"I ......" Larquita closed his mouth after saying this word in a long voice, making Alfie think that the content of this sentence was just a "I", and after a while he realized that Larquit was preparing to "perfectly" repeat the words of the year, so didn't it mean that it would take him a year to finish this sentence?

Alfie looked at Larquite, who began to wander the world after saying the word "I", and complained frantically in his heart: "I don't have the almost infinite life of your old man, and even if I find a way to de-petrify in a year, Coughren can't wait!"

"Ahem, Mr. Larquet, can you finish that sentence in one fell swoop, after all, I have other things to do here, or will I listen to your words when I have time later?" Alfie hinted very vaguely that he didn't have time to tease Larquit here.

"I don't know. Larquet's answer left Alfie scratching her head.

"Do you know if you can finish that sentence in one sitting, or do you wonder if I'll have time to hear it again later?" Alfie asked cautiously, already reading the displeasure in Larquit's expression.

"I don't know!" Larquette repeated, a look of disappointment on his face.

"Could it be that the phrase you've spent a year saying is 'I don't know'?" Alfie snapped back.

"You're not too stupid after all!" Larquit saw that Alfie finally reacted, and patted Alfie's shoulder with a smile, but unfortunately he forgot that he was in a ghost state now, so his slaps passed through Alfie's body again, allowing Alfie to relive the "wonderful experience" of suddenly losing positive emotions!

"Who were you talking to? Why was there only one 'I don't know?'" Alfi did a rough calculation, Larquet had been speaking a word for an average of three months, and it was hard for him to imagine anyone who had the patience to listen to this unnutritious sentence in its entirety.

"That's a very patient guy. Larquet had a look of nostalgia on his face, "That guy is the person I admire the most in all these years of living." ”

"That guy you're talking about isn't the witch Bischuter, right?" Alfie guessed. Perhaps it would not surprise or surprise that only Bishut, a witch who claims to be the first person in the history of magic in the history of the Ariat continent, has such patience.

"No, no, no, no, I think you must have misunderstood, that little girl may be absolutely amazing in other respects, but she is outrageously poor in patience alone!" Larquette shook his head.

Larquit deeply realized a truth from Bishut, that is, no one is perfect, he sighed and said to Alfie: "If Bishut has the same good as that guy, no, even half the patience of that guy, then it will not be the Holy See or the Empire that is in charge of the entire Ariad continent now, but the Academy of Magic." ”

"Oh?" 'Half of that man's patience'?" 'That guy' must be the guy who could spend a year listening to you say a word that didn't give you a word of nourishment. Who is that 'man' who deserves such a high opinion from you?" Alfie said, with an intriguing expression.

"To be exact, he is not our Terran. Ralquit's face showed a look of remembrance, but his words made Elfy's heart sink, and Alfie could already guess who the very patient guy who made Larquit admire so much.

"You mean that guy can't be the Grand Duke Augusta of Bavaria, right?" Alfie asked with some confusion, he found that the distance from Augusta tended to get farther and farther away, and every time he knew more about Augusta, he realized that the other party was unfathomable.

"Augusta? No, no, no, I'm talking about a goblin who calls himself Kenobi. Larquette looked confused, "Who is that Augusta?

"Whew~" Alfie let out a sigh of relief and said with a little melancholy: "No, in fact, they are the same person." ”

"Oh, so that goblin later climbed to the top of the Duke's position?" Larquet looked interested, but quickly frowned and said, "With his ability, the Duke's position seems to be a little too aggrieved. ”

"No, the Grand Duke of Bavaria is just his own name, in fact, he has established a powerful mechanical kingdom, and he is already the lord of a country!" Alfie was slightly surprised, listening to what Larquit meant, he seemed to know nothing about the Duchy of Bavaria?

"Wow~ Machine Kingdom, I didn't expect him to really succeed!" Larquette said with a dancing hand, his excitement overflowing.

"I would like to ask, you don't seem to know much about his later developments. Alfie asked. He felt that Larquit's existence was too strange, according to common sense, he was an old-timer who had existed since the establishment of the Academy of Magic, and he should be very aware of everything that had happened in the Ariant continent over the years, but he seemed to know nothing about some things.

If it is explained by memory decline, it should be that the memory of a long time ago is not clear, but Lalquet's performance is the opposite, the memory of the Great War of Nations and the beginning of the empire is quite clear, but there is a lot of unclear about the recent events of nearly two thousand years after the empire.

"Well, let me think about it, since that goblin left here, you seem to be the third person I've ever met, and I've been asleep the rest of the time. "But those two men were so boring, I just followed the rules and let each of them choose three books, and then drove them away, without asking them what was going on on the mainland at that time." ”

Although Larquit's sentence was not long, Alfie read several important information from it: the reason why Larquit has existed since the establishment of the Academy of Magic to the present, it seems that he has done it through intermittent sleep, in the long two thousand years since Kenobi left, only three lucky people including him have been lucky enough to enter here, and last but not least, the rule of this exclusive reading room seems to be that each person who enters here can only choose three books.

"Do you mean that everyone who enters here can choose three books?" Alfie cautiously confirmed.

"Theoretically, that's true. Ralquet stroked his beard and smiled, but his expression revealed a hint of a different kind, Alfie's heart moved, could it be that three books is just the lower limit, and how many more books can be selected through other means?

"I wonder what books Kenobi took from here in the first place?" Alfie's question made Larquet frustrated, shouldn't Alfie be more concerned about how he could get more books from here?

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