"Can you please stop crying and answer my question first. Alfi felt that the topic was being distorted, and hurriedly took advantage of the time when the ghost old man was blowing his nose and said.

"Oh, oh, that's because no one dares to enter the magic library through this door!" said the ghost old man with tears on his face.

"No one dares to go from here, is there more than this gate in the Magic Library?" Alfie had a bad feeling in his heart, no wonder when he asked for directions just now, the senior students who showed him the way all forced a smile and looked like they were waiting to see a good show.

"Of course, there are two gates to the Magic Library, and although this is the main entrance, few people have passed through it. Those students would rather go around the distance and squeeze through that small door than enter the magic library from here!" The ghost old man suddenly howled again.

Alfie looked at the performance of the ghost old man and knew why the other students were reluctant to go through this gate, not all of them could tolerate the cold feeling of being surrounded by negative emotions. Besides, looking at the ghost old man's skillful movements, he must have greeted people like this often, and over time, he naturally scared people away. That is, a new student like Alfie who does not know why will go through this door.

"Don't cry, I'll be gone if you cry again!" Alfie said distraughtly, the ghost old man's cry had a kind of magical sound that made his head hurt when he heard it.

"Don't, don't! It's rare for someone to talk to me so much, can't I stop crying?" As soon as the ghost old man heard that Alfie was leaving, he immediately performed a magical face-changing technique, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a smiling face.

"Who are you, why are you guarding the door of the Magic Library and scaring people?" Alfie saw that the ghost old man seemed to be back to normal, and cautiously threw out a question that bothered him.

"Hehe, I'm amazing, I don't know if you've heard of it-" The ghost old man said halfway through his complacent, the expression on his face suddenly froze, he hammered his head in distress, and said in confusion, "Strange? Why can't I remember my name?"

Alfie rolled her eyes speechlessly, and said angrily: "Don't tell me that you also have amnesia!"

Alfie felt that amnesia was definitely a common disease in the Ariat continent, and he had only known a few people in total, and there were already several amnesiac patients.

"Amnesia, no, no, no, my memory is good!" the ghost old man flatly denied Alfie's speculation, looking at his expression, as if it was a shame to have amnesia.

"Okay. Alfie shrugged helplessly, "You can think slowly, but I guess it's okay to enter the magic library now?"

"Into the Magic Library?yes, yes, I remember, I'm the librarian of the Magic Library, and my name is Larquet!" said the ghost old man proudly.

"What? You're the librarian of the Magic Library, are you kidding?" exclaimed Alfie in disbelief, he never thought the librarian would be a ghost!

"I'm never joking!" Larquette asked, looking at Alfie with a blank face, "Look at my honest eyes, could I be the kind of person who makes jokes?"

Alfie looked at Larquit's pair of dead fish eyes, and couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach, he was a little unsure if Larquit was deliberately disgusting.

"Hug, sorry, I can't see any emotion in the ghost's eyes. Alfie covered her mouth and forced her vomit to say.

"Are you secretly laughing at me?" Larquit asked sensitively, noticing Alfie's mouth covering.

"How can you tell I'm laughing at you?" Alfie wordlessly lowered his hand and showed Larquit his almost distorted face, knowing that people like Larquit generally have extremely low self-esteem, and he must not be misunderstood.

In any case, a ghost who can serve as a librarian of the magic library is definitely that kind of old monster with amazing strength, otherwise he would not be able to entrench himself in this position, and he would have been driven away by the magic masters of the magic academy a long time ago.

However, the current situation is that the masters of the magic academy seem to have a tacit attitude towards Larquit's existence, and even if he has caused great trouble to the students, no magic master has a problem with this. What's more, ghosts have been associated with necromancers since ancient times, and the Academy of Magic dared to allow the existence of such a ghost under the nose of the Holy See without the slightest concealment, and Alfie could conclude that Larquite's identity was definitely not ordinary.

"Oh oh ~ I apologize to you, sweet boy, you are not as duplicitous as everyone else, at least I feel extremely sincere with you!" Larquette respectfully bowed to Alfie, making Alfie feel embarrassed.

If the great Troll Warrior Zambit were here, he would have told Ralquit: "Old man, you must not be deceived by Alfie's seemingly innocent appearance, I have never seen a more treacherous and cunning fellow than him, and sincerity will never be with him!"

It's a pity that the troll warrior is thousands of miles away at this time, so naturally he can't tell Larquet the truth of this word.

"I accept your apology!" Alfie's grinning attitude made Larquet feel stunned, vaguely feeling that his intuition was wrong, why could Alfie accept such an apology from such a respected old man?

"Mr. Larquet, I don't know what else you have to do? I'm in a hurry to go into the magical library to look up some information. Alfie's next words made Ralquette understand why Alfie had just said that, and it turned out that Alfie was in a hurry to get rid of him and enter the magical library.

"Don't be in such a hurry, haven't you heard of the truth that haste is not enough?" Larquette felt that it was his duty to help the little creature whom he still looked at to turn some incorrect train of thought.

"Of course I know that, but my time is really limited. Alfie said apologetically. He had been delayed by Larquit for too long, and seeing that the sun had set in the west, Alfie did not dare to guarantee whether Larquit would be able to maintain his current "kind" state after nightfall.

Ghosts tend to be powerful at night, and Alfie doesn't want to put herself in that kind of danger.

"Even if I let you into the magical library now, can you guarantee that you will find the materials you need?" Ralquet said like a child who had found a beloved toy, saying that he was not going to let Alfie go easily.

"Of course not guaranteed. But at least I can start looking, can't I?" Alfie couldn't help but curse, what was the matter with Larquit dragging him here? Could it be that this mysterious librarian had something to do with him?

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