After the knights got busy, George flung the key with one hand and rolled Anthony's book list with the other, and slowly came to the innermost part of the library.
Here, there was a small study connected with the hall, and the great scholar, it seemed, usually worked here only right.
It seems that there was no thought that someone would enter this place casually, so this small study did not even manage the door.
This small study is within the range of a normal house, and the furnishings inside are crowded but not cluttered. The middle of that sink incense ebony long table, in addition to a few thick books, there are some strange and bizarre things, should be the usual play of the university scholar's heart and soul.
He didn't care, he directly called a few knights and put all the things on the table into bags. Then he waved the set of keys in his hand and looked at the several bookcases that were barred, like prisoners, and locked inside the walls alone.
He suddenly felt a little redundant to take the keys. Reaching out and pulling, the horizontal lock embedded in the wall on the iron fence, it changed shape with a creaking sound. Then, among the stone soil falling from the wall, the iron fence door was pulled open raw.
However, after doing this, George suddenly felt a tingling sensation coming from his arm, as if he had just grabbed not the iron bars, but a branding iron.
He shook off his hand and stretched out a piece, and found that his palm was surprisingly black, and the blackness was as if it was alive, and constantly began to spread to his arm. And there was a smell of burnt beard that came from it.
"Toxin? Electric current? Or some weird thing?" George showed his teeth and began to feel a little pain. The sensation was nothing at first, but it intensified with time. Even his body such a high resistance, also began to be a little unbearable.
An iron hand suddenly reached the top of George's arm, and then there was a to light flash on it. George, who felt the pain fade, raised his head and found a red-robed knight reciting the instructions.
With the recitation of the guide, the arm of the spicy and numb feeling gradually disappeared. And that strange black color also slowly faded.
George's eyes glowed as he handed the set of keys in his hand to his companions, telling the guys, "Don't leave a single book behind!"
There are many books in the library, but the most valuable ones are those. So after the knights came and went and filled that big cart, George made them stop.
It was almost dark, and it wasn't good for them to delay too long.
While the scholar helped them check Anthony's book list again, George sat at a table and chatted with the two young noblewomen - the one who looked 15 or 16 years old and had some freckles on her face occasionally answered a few words and looked like she was terrified.
But the slightly older two or three years old, looks very ladylike girl, but basically did not speak, just coldly looking at him - very bold.
But from this question and 'answer', George still understood their approximate identity.
As he thought, the two have been cold-eyed, did not speak girl, are the city's great nobleman's children - the 17 or 18-year-old, slightly taller, with a pair of blue eyes and a date red hair girl, or the Duke's eldest daughter (there are three, but the other two should be to attend the reception). And the other one is the daughter of a certain earl, her childhood playmate.
"No wonder it looks a bit familiar, you and your aunt still look a bit alike." George nodded with a dazed look, "It seems I didn't leave a good impression on you guys. But don't worry, when I take these books back and finish transcribing them, I'll send them back in their original packaging."
Speaking here, George crossed his index and middle fingers behind his back (indicating that the oath was invalid and praying for divine forgiveness).
In response to the shameless bandit's bad behavior, the very ladylike looking lady turned her head away and protested in silence.
"You know, transcribing documents can be time-consuming." George leaned his arm on his lap and rubbed his chin with a dilemma: "So, how about lending me a few more people? That could be a good suggestion for both you and me."
The Duke's Daughter looked back, wide-eyed and full of disbelief. And the scholars who heard these words, also shivered...
But this matter is not allowed them how, because those knights have picked up the rope and sacks, and put on the scholars' bodies. Like piglets, carried by the knights.
At this time George turned his head: "You two also know how to read, right?"
This time the two girls could not be ladylike. The younger one cried out with a straightforward wow, and the older one, with an arm around her, but her eyes were filled with horror.
"Chief, these two girls really want to get away together?" The knight looked at the two hugging together, pale girls, the hands of the rope wheeled, about to put on them.
"I'll just ask if they can read and write - put the rope down, or the duchess will really send someone after them." George glared and said to the simpleton.
Before leaving, has been in that small room inside the wandering Aggie, finally came out a little windfall.
Several small bags of gems hidden in the secret compartment - all the things that can be used for alchemy. In addition, after Aggie smashed the table, also found some ancient gold coins and a thin tattered literature - it reads "eternal life and new life".
"It's a pity, this table is worth a lot of money." George kicked the rotten table on the ground, can not help but feel a little heartbroken. But looking at this appearance, the university scholar who often sits here, should not know that something is hidden in it.
"I was going to move this table away and set it up for you in the study later." Ajay pulled out his nose and said, "But when I shook it, I smelled the smell of gold coins."
George shook his head and couldn't help but feel a little speechless.
He couldn't understand much of what was in that book, which seemed to be written in an ancient script. But certain patterns in it should be explanations of materials as well as alchemical recipes.
From the things that were drawn, quite a few materials were things related to the human body, and I wonder which generation of the great scholars of Ariadne City left behind the stuff - there were some notes on the literature as notes, and I wonder if those scholars or Antony could recognize them.
When George and others locked the door and carted away. This library was already empty. And it was already dark.
At the entrance of the castle, George did not see Garvey, but his nephew was here. After talking, he learned that more than two hours ago, Baron Kroll sent over a note with the location of some goods. And after receiving it, Baron Garvey hurriedly led someone to receive it.
"My uncle said that after picking up the goods he would go to the city gate first and place them there. We will meet there afterwards." Gavi's nephew said, "Also I sent someone to inform Barbour and Baron Kroll. Tell him to find a way to get those Winged Wind knights to come out with him later and see us out of the city."
George nodded, looked at the soldiers and knights who had already organized their things and were ready to leave, and said, "Did anyone enter or leave the castle during the afternoon?"
"Yes, but they were all invited to the tower by us." He replied, "In addition, my uncle sent someone over an hour or so ago. Informed me that the goods were taken over and brought some wine to be delivered over to the gates. I saw that there was quite a bit in the storeroom by the kitchen and loaded up the car with some as well - the temperature outside the city is quite a bit colder than inside."
"It seems that things are not bad over at the city gates." George didn't know what to say about these guards inside the city, about his group's reassurance.
Looking at this nephew, who was almost a model of Baron Garvey, George patted his shoulder and mounted his horse and set off.
In George's opinion, as long as out of this castle, there will be no problem over the city gate. But the caution of Garvey and his nephew was commendable.
And although today even if the duchess brain turned around, making them have to kill all the way out. Then he also had absolute confidence.
But to be honest, he still didn't want any fight to happen.
The Duchess, who was watching coldly from the castle, must have been the same.
Looked to some balcony above the castle - there was a woman there, supposedly some maid of the duchess. George reached out on his horse to pay his respects, not intending to go to the duchess himself again to say goodbye.
Perhaps after today, the duchess should be able to completely recognize what kind of noblemen she has under her command.
"Show a smile on your face, the duchess has rewarded us with a big gift today!"