Pokemon phobia

Early the next morning, Miyaluo knocked on Tyron's door and asked him to go to the private library in the manor together.Generally speaking, the private libraries of nobles would never be open to outsiders, and Prince Igor's tolerant and generous attitude made Miyaluo even more worried.

"On the tower, I really think his attitude is getting weirder and weirder." Miyaluo sighed while picking ancient books from the bookshelf, "I want to convince me that there is no conspiracy."

Tai Lun was sitting on the leather sofa beside him, resting his forehead with one hand, and slowly flipped through the thick books on his lap. Hearing this, he glanced at Mi Yaluo and said, "So you want to run away now? It's too late to leave now. "

Miyaluo sighed: "I asked Xia De, and we all think it's better to take a step forward. It's always a bit reconciled to scare yourself and run away like this."

Just as he was talking, Miyaluo suddenly caught a glimpse of a white mist appearing on Tai Lun's black hair from the corner of his eye, so he turned his face in surprise: "Is this the cloud spirit? I thought it had already run away .”

"No, it's always been with me." Tai Lun said casually.

Miyaluo raised his eyebrows, but didn't ask further: "That's good, there is a powerful cloud spirit, even if Prince Igor wants to harm us, he has to think about the consequences."

He ran his fingers across the rows of spines, paused when he passed a "General History of the Norman Kingdom", and suddenly laughed: "Hey, I suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a legendary general in the Norman Kingdom It's the same name as you."

Taryn let out a casual "hmm".

"Let me think about it... It seems that he was sacrificed during the siege of demons?" Mi Yaluo squinted his eyes and thought, "Well, it seems that it was the demons he discovered in the first place."

Tyron calmly corrected: "You remember wrongly. It was the demon discovered by Norman III. General Evans died in the process of 'protecting His Majesty the King' afterwards."

Miyaluo sighed with a smile: "You remember it really clearly. It's strange to say that the Norman Dynasty, which was sheltered by the Holy See of Light, perished in its heyday, and it was actually mediocre rulers like Chiloa who overthrew it ..."

Tai Lun turned over a page of the book in his hand, and said lightly: "Then it must have been revenged by the devil, after all, there is always a price to be paid for exposing the traces of the devil."

"It's possible." Miyaluo echoed and pulled out a black-covered tome, walked over to Tai Lun and sat down.He glanced at what Tai Lun was looking at, and suddenly said in surprise: "You are... a collection of maps of human countries in Azera? The most precious things in the homes of these veteran nobles are all kinds of ancient books. It is also a coincidence for us this time. You can only see it. This map is just a bit more troublesome to collect, why are you wasting time looking at this!"

Tyron tilted his head, noncommittal.

Mi Yaluo carefully opened the black book, touched the smooth and firm page with fascination, and praised: "Oh, the tower is on top! Look at this exquisite workmanship and illustrations, this kind records the secrets of the devil world. It is only possible to collect ancient books in the royal family's private library!"

The so-called Demon Realm refers to an alien plane that is independent of the world of Azera.At certain moments, it may be close enough to Azera to use magic to open the space channel. At that moment, the monsters living in the devil world will pour towards Azera madly, giving Azera has wreaked havoc in terror.

The living forms of those monsters are not the same as all the lives of Azera. The biggest feature is their weak self-awareness, and they can devour the souls of other creatures to strengthen themselves.

The intelligent races of Azera have many names for them, "demon", "devil", "intruder", "undead"...all of them symbolize death and disaster.However, in order to prevent people from causing too much unnecessary panic about those alien creatures, books that recorded the invasion of the demon world were banned from circulation.

And the last time Azera experienced a war in the Demon Realm... was thousands of years ago.

The mage carefully read these legendary secret histories that he had only heard about from bards before, and suddenly a hand stretched out in front of him from the side.The mage was stunned for a moment, subconsciously took the rectangular object carved out of gold, and looked up at Tai Lun, only to see that this mysterious companion was also looking at him.

Tai Lun's slender legs were crossed, one elbow was still resting on the handle of the sofa, and his face was as indifferent as ever.At this time, he was not wearing a hood, and his half-length short black hair quietly fell to the side of his face. His amethyst-like pupils reflected magnificent light under the light of the magic chandelier.He explained: "This is an enchanted item made by a sage himself."

Miyaluo's eyes widened slightly, and the hand holding the gold jewelry suddenly became cautious: "You are..."

Tai Lun looked at him suppressing his excitement, smiled, and said, "It's not worth much, but it might bring you good luck."

Miyaluo helped him make an enchanted cloak before, so it should be considered a reward at this time.

However, the mage grabbed his hand and was so excited that he was incoherent: "No, no! You, you are, no, do you know some sage! Or did you come from the tower of the sage yourself? I heard The people who said that the Sage's Tower likes to leave the Xiqi Desert when their research is stuck in a bottleneck, yes, they like to wander around in Azera... you, you, don't you..."

Tyron: "..."

He was stared at by Miyaluo's burning expectant eyes, and after two seconds of silence, he said without changing his expression: "Well, I know the sage Byrne."

The mage stood up in a "babble", walked back and forth in front of Tai Lun several times, and then rushed towards him, clutching his shoulder and hurriedly asked: "What is the sage like? Is he as knowledgeable as the legend?" How talented? Are you attractive? Can you tell me what you said? You..."

Tai Lun was a little helpless: "Calm down, Miyaluo. It was a long time ago when I saw him last time. I met him by chance. I don't know how he is now."

The mage took a deep breath, barely calming down his excitement.He sat back on the sofa, and was about to continue to question, but saw the white lump on the top of Tai Lun's head flowing quietly, quietly, in front of Tai Lun, and then suddenly speeding up and "swish" it on his face.

Miyaro: "..."

By the time Tyron finally got the gluttonous little guy down, it was already lunch time, and the previous topic was gone.

They walked out of the private library side by side. Miyaluo thought of the two soldiers who hadn't come back after sneaking out last night, and sighed enviously: "Digo and the others really... didn't find anything, and they haven't found anything until now. I can foolishly go to the tavern to find "beautiful women with big breasts". Heck, I don't know what kind of taste that Walker boy has. If he really likes blondes and big breasts, why don't he just marry one himself? Going home? There are quite a few good-looking girls, and with his conditions, he won't have to worry about finding someone."

When he said this, he suddenly looked at Tai Lun curiously: "Tai Lun, do you have an ideal type?"

Tai Lun didn't speak, the mage had long been used to his silence, and continued to speak on his own: "My words, I used to think that I would marry a certain noble lady, but now I want to find a knowledgeable and wise man... There are probably fewer women like this, but it doesn't matter even if they are men, an interesting soul is more important than anything else. Taryn, don't you want to talk about it?"

Tyron glanced at him and remained silent for a long time, until the mage almost thought that he refused to answer, then he said softly, "Probably like the high elves."

"Azera's general standard answer..." Mi Yaluo snorted, "Can you be a little sincere, as you usually hide away when you see Shade, how dare you say this answer. You don't want to say Just don't say it, I won't force you."

Taylor: "I'm serious."

"Well, you serious high elf phobic patient seriously wants to spend your life with a high elf."

"……believe or not."