Chapter 1106: How can clues fall from the sky

library,
"Ahhh, are these biographical stories really reliable?"
The Muse put down the books in his hand madly, pointed to one of the pages, looked at the relish Ixun Yu and asked.
Had it not been forbidden to make loud noises in the library, perhaps the muse’s frantic voice would suddenly rise by hundreds of decibels.
"Ok?"
"The legend of the warrior and the dragon, this kind of story that is tired of telling even as a bedtime story, here is actually written in history with a serious look."
And this is obviously made up just to make up the numbers.
Muse sighed: "Is it really reliable to come here to find history-related books?"
I always feel that the entire city here, from the king to the common people, and even the city itself, gives people a very unreliable feeling.
"Search slowly, you will always find what you want." Yi Xunyu smiled and said.
"How to find it, is it possible to wait for it to pop out by itself?" Muse stretched his hands.
As he was talking, a loud noise came from the bookshelf on the other side of the Muse.
Then a book flew into the sky in a spiral, spinning in the sky, past the bookshelves, and smashed at the muse like a falling object.
"Ouch!"
Without checking for a while, the Muse was hurriedly without time to avoid it and was hit.
Looking at the muse covering his head, Yi Xunyu sighed deeply and said: "You are probably the first lord level to be hit by a falling object in history."
Almost being smashed and crying.
"Why... Why does this book hurt so much?"
The Muse rubbed his head and smiled bitterly: "Not everyone is like you in the field clothes all day long, not everyone is like you all the time to maintain the same mental energy outside."
That's really tiring.
And...Ixunyu should have noticed the book just now, but I still watched her being smashed?
so helpless.
I looked at the two children who had been stopped by the librarian and scolded them. The Muse sighed.
Looking at the book in his hand again, Muse shook his head, and muttered how this kind of tattered book has not been collected yet, and he prepared to put it on the side shelf.
"and many more."
Yixunyu stopped the Muse, took the book and said, "This is also a history book, why don't you read it first."
"Huh? It wouldn't be so coincidental, right?"
"Who knows."
Yi Xunyu shook his head, put the book in his hand aside, and opened the tattered book that had obtained the achievement of Lord Screaming.
This kind of book shouldn't actually appear here.
According to this degree of damage, it is more suitable to appear on the street stalls in the Old World that weekend, selling for two yuan a catty and three yuan a catty.
And the Muse subconsciously glanced at the books Ixunyu had read before, and couldn't help feeling that his eyes went dark.
‘The Epic Collection of the Legend of Edla (9)’
Co-authored, did Yi Xunyu not plan to look for it seriously from the beginning.
"Ah, I found it."
Suddenly, the Muse, who was puzzled and felt that something was wrong, suddenly heard Ixunyu say such a word.
"...?"
"This paragraph is a description of the history of that monument."
For fear that they might not find the same thing, they turned the book page side up, and the most unfolded part was the page that Yi Xun Yu was looking at now.
"Singing description?"
Looking at the long aria-style paragraph, Yi Xunyu thought for a while and gave up the plan to read it aloud.
The Muse saw that Yi Xunyu was silent in the middle of speaking, so he leaned in and followed the position of Yi Xunyu's fingers to watch silently.
The content of the poem is very simple. Once there was a terrifying demon out of the ruins, possessing terrifying and terrifying power.
His breath turned into a black mist to obscure the sun, and his eyes released a blazing flame that made the earth stand still. Wherever he did, pitch-black scaly snakes and twisted monsters crawled out of the earth, and his vicious eyes swallowed all the light and hope.
In order to prevent the world from being destroyed, a brave man with hope appeared.
Wearing a golden armor given by the king, this brave man held a shield made of dragon scales in his left hand, and held a sword full of the power of the sun in his right hand, leading hundreds of partners to fight the demon king.
On the road, the brave is riding a tall dragon-blooded steed. The princess personally opened the way for it. The people spilled fragrant liquor and white rice on the road, sending the most sincere blessings.
The brave went, the brave returned.
He was the only one who came back, and hundreds of partners were missing.
How glorious when I went, how embarrassed when I came back.
The shield was left with only the handle, and the sword was only half inserted into the brave's body. During the limping, the sword arm was nowhere to be seen, and the armor was no longer golden...Even the most desolate beggar was much better than the current brave.
Ignoring the disappointed gazes of everyone, the brave shouted his name and saw the king, and with his last strength he told the terrible news.
The return of the brave brings back not hope, but greater fear.
‘The current demon king is far from the true source of evil, that is only part of the horrible monster behind the door. They tried their best to defeat the terrifying demon. Now, that terrifying monster is about to walk out of the door. If you don't stop it, the whole world will probably be destroyed. ’
I don't know if the world will be destroyed because of this, but the people in the entire kingdom, and all the creatures around here, probably can't escape.
Simply, the sacrifices of the brave men were not in vain, they brought back hope.
A glimmer of hope is very slim, as if the hope will disappear when the wind blows.
He brought back the core of the demon.
The core used for thinking is equivalent to the human brain.
Without this core, the devil can only rely on the original instinct to act ~EbookFREE.me~ and loses the original terrifying ability.
Although the demons are still powerful, they are no longer invincible...No, in the words of the brave, the demons cannot be killed, but they still have the last chance to seal the demons back.
A new revolutionary team was formed, and the king himself appeared silently.
Wearing armor, holding a shield and a sword.
There was no farewell, no ceremony, and the whole team was filled with unspeakable silence.
Because this time, the members of the team are all the people of the entire kingdom.
...
"How does it feel?"
Touching his chin, Yi Xunyu thought and looked at the muse who seemed to be fascinated by it.
"what?"
The Muse returned to his mind and thought for a while and said: "This story is at least better than the Warrior Dragon, isn't it?"
Yi Xunyu shook his head and changed the subject: "How true are you absolutely this story?"
This question was the Muse all of a sudden, he was taken aback, looking at Yi Xunyu who was not joking, Muse cautiously asked: "Really?"
The ending is naturally that the devil was successfully sealed, accompanied by a lot of bloodshed and sacrifice.
At the end of the story, the king took off his crown and promised to stay here forever. People continued to multiply on this land and lived a happy life ever since.
From a logical point of view, there are no obvious loopholes in this story now that the country of historic sites exists.
So Muse felt that his guess was fine.
But looking at Yi Xunyu's strange smile, Muse subconsciously changed his mind: "Fake?"
"Heh... it's true or false, I'm not sure yet. But there are more than these pages in this book, you'll know after reading it."