Chapter 1172 Fatal Game (X)
In the end, Futaba did not roast Frank’s bird, nor did he really tell the latter to go away.
After all, she was the one who dragged this guy to the forbidden book area, and there was indeed a certain degree of danger in this place, so even if she felt a little unhappy, she would not really burn the bird or kill him. Put in a dangerous situation.
In the end, Futaba is always a little more humane than the being named 'Tanmo' in the world of innocence. Although this does not prevent her from doing whatever she wants, it is true. It will affect her behavior pattern.
But from an objective point of view, this is not actually a bad influence.
In this world, everyone is unique, and even if Futaba and Motan, whose personalities are under 'chaotic neutrality', are exaggeratedly 'unique', it does not mean how similar they are.
After all, they may be 'the same kind of people', but they are not 'the same people'.
"Let's go to the next floor."
Finally, after passing the last row, there are so many things that ordinary people can't understand, and unusual people can rarely understand. , after filling the bookshelf with 'Strange Words', the girl decided to head to the next floor.
Mo Tan, who had no way to turn back, had no choice but to follow with a wry smile, and together with Futaba entered the next level through the teleportation array, which is the 37th District of the Academy City Comprehensive Library, which is the forbidden book The second floor of the area.
Compared with the 36th District, which is the 'threshold', the area of this floor is much larger, and it is not as empty as the place just now. Although the gloomy and depressing atmosphere is still the same, it is still A little angry.
A red-haired girl wearing the uniform of a military academy with a 'prefect' badge on her collar.
A blond young man with handsome appearance and noble temperament.
A female mage in red robe with an exquisite figure.
A kind-hearted old half-orc priest.
They were all quietly holding a book they liked, flipping through it with interest, their eyes filled with excitement, just like Frank Hughes who had previously faced a large collection of poems on the twenty-third floor.
But it is obvious that these people’s ‘interests’ are much more picky than Frank’s, otherwise they would not appear in such a place.
"There is someone..."
Although she was not as 'terrible' as in reality, Futaba still wrinkled her beautiful eyebrows.
"It's normal. After all, although there are not many ways to enter the restricted book area, it is by no means few."
Mo Tan lowered his voice and whispered in the girl's ear: "And now is a special period. Futaba is definitely not the only one who can get temporary permission to the forbidden book area."
The girl laughed dryly: "I want you. Nonsense, do you think I’m stupid?”
Mo Tan immediately shook his head and looked at Shuangye in awe. The look in his eyes showed that he had no such intention, and then he sneered and took the lead to leave the teleportation array at his feet, and then...
"Come back."
Futaba grabbed Mo Tan's back He took it directly back to him and said lightly: "Let's go directly to the next floor."
"Eh?"
After being stunned for a moment, Mo Tan immediately nodded obediently: "Okay."
That's it, he didn't do more on this popular level. After stopping for a moment, the two of them left directly through the teleportation array.
The third floor of the Restricted Book Zone, which is their destination, seems to be much simpler than the first two floors in terms of painting style.
To sum it up simply, it is - ordinary.
It's not that the collection of books on this floor is ordinary, but that there is no "forbidden book area" at all.
It is difficult for us to describe this place in concise language, because it is similar to most libraries in the outside world. It is more casual at best.
“Alas, why are music scores and ancient coins put together...with newspapers and ghost paintings mixed in?”
Sufficient light seems to have restored a lot of courage to Mo Tan, I saw him walking to a large, half-open wooden cabinet next to him, leaning over and looking at the things randomly piled inside with an inexplicable expression, and then——
Bang! ! !
A small thunderstorm suddenly exploded beside Mo Tan, knocking the unprepared 'Frank Hughes' to the ground. In the next moment, a sharp silver dagger and a green light exuding a cold aura , a series of black ripples suddenly appeared in the air and passed by the place where Mo Tan had just stood.
“Trash!”
Futaba glared coldly at Frank, who was knocked to the ground by him, quickly raised his hand to hold it, and actually summoned a magic weapon out of thin air. Although it is not very powerful, the length However, the wind attribute mage's hand, which was nearly two meters long and had extremely spectacular visual effects, directly 'fanned' Mo Tan back, then stepped on the latter (shoulder) who slid in front of him, and said angrily: "You just Aren't you always vigilant? ? Why do you get so scared when you are really in danger?”
On the one hand, I am afraid that I will see something I shouldn’t see, and then be directly killed by the angry young girl; on the other hand, I am afraid. If he struggled hard, Futaba would lose his balance, causing him to make mistakes during the 'battle'. Anyway, after being stepped on, Frank Hughes hardly even offered a symbolic resistance, and just tilted his head in a good-natured way to start the COS. carpet.
“Really...”
Realizing that the man at his feet was not struggling at all, Futaba unceremoniously put most of his weight on the latter's shoulders, and then gently clenched his small hands to pull back the mage who had just slapped Mo Tan back. He pinched it into a crystal-clear mana orb in the air: "Whether it is used as a prank or a trap, it makes people feel very angry!"
In an instant, the orb was dripping in mid-air. The spinning mana orb turned into a sharp, strong, and constantly vibrating 'net', blowing like a breeze from the cabinet that almost killed Frank just now.
A silver coin engraved with a snake head emblem, an old yellowed sheet of music, and a ghost painting with a clown as the main character were torn into several equal parts at the same time and scattered where they were. .
“So, is the root reason why it has not been disposed of or sealed up actually because of ‘too much food’? Could it be that the management of this place is too lazy?”
Futaba dispersed the fangs that were only exposed for a moment. Before crushing the few items, the 'net' was no different from an ordinary breeze. After complaining casually, she lowered her head and looked at the person she was stepping on. Mo Tan, who was still in the body, narrowed his eyes and asked: "Let me explain in advance, you scumbag, I don't only have stockings under my robe, but I also wear safety pants."
Because he tilted his head so much that his field of vision was almost only the floor, Mo Tan smiled bitterly and tugged at the corner of his mouth: "You can rest assured, I swear that I don't have any immoral intentions."
"So, You don’t want to peek at my underwear, it’s just...”
Futaba squatted down on Mo Tan’s shoulders, lightly patted the latter’s forehead, and said with a joking smile: “A A pervert who simply wants to be stepped on by a beautiful girl? Let me guess, do you really want to lick my boots now? Yes, if you are willing to beg me~"
Finally realized Mo Tan, who seemed to have eliminated the danger, laughed twice, and then quickly stood up. Futaba, who had been prepared, was naturally not knocked down, but only jumped back lightly.
"What was that just now..."
Ignoring Futaba's question about 'shaking pussy', Mo Tan turned around with fear and looked at the cabinet where he had just poked his head, nervously staring at the remains that had been cut into pieces.
“If you guessed it right, the music sheet that can perform small-scale curse killing and the photo that can throw throwing knives are both curse props, but since they can be received in such a place, they should probably be something meaningful. Something like a musical score written by a great man, or a criminal profile of a murderer."
Futaba walked briskly to the cabinet, leaning over with his hands behind his back to observe what was inside. 'Wreckage', while saying in the same brisk tone: "As for this ancient silver coin with the glans tattooed on it, if nothing else, it should be an alchemical creation that can be mass-produced."
Mo Tan was a little panicked. Di followed Futaba, tugged on the latter's sleeves vigilantly, and whispered: "Futaba, be careful, I think these things are quite bad, for the sake of safety we'd better..." "Stop talking nonsense."
Impatiently interrupting Frank's chatter, Futaba rolled her eyes at the latter angrily: "It's quite bad for you. I don't think there's anything bad about these crappy things."
Mo Tan pondered After a moment, he quickly changed his words: "Okay, I think these things are not good for me. For my safety, we still..."
"Shut up!"
While checking the full Futaba interrupted Mo Tan again while holding a cabinet containing various dangerous props: "Those jokes-like attacks just now are not even high-level. As long as you don't stay too far away from me, even if they form a group to find you, they will There is no use in trouble."
Mo Tan nodded first, and then continued to say with lingering fear: "But no matter how much 'things of this level' are, it will be useless. If you encounter something more powerful... ”
"There are so many more powerful ones for you to meet."
Futaba kicked the cabinet in front of her hard, then grinned and covered her boots with one foot while jumping on one foot and said: "Here is The restricted book area is not a slaughterhouse, and there are usually a lot of people out there. It is in, so even if there are some dangerous items inside, it will definitely not be particularly powerful. I think that except for the last few floors where even my pass cannot go, the threat in the forbidden book area is at most this level. Otherwise, those good students would have to die piece by piece. Huh?"
Mo Tan thought for a while and felt that what the girl said seemed reasonable, so he stopped coaxing her and changed the subject casually: "But having said that, Shuangye just said Those three things were destroyed, are you sure it’s okay?”
“Of course there is a problem.”
Futaba waved her hands and said nonchalantly: “After all, although my behavior just now can be interpreted as self-defense, it still destroyed the school. Urban property, but..."
"But what?"
"But Uncle Kenneth told me before that behind us is the City of Miracles, and he will take care of it for me no matter what trouble we make."
" Uh..."
"I am the 'Sage of the Fog Moon' of the Parliament of Truth. This little trouble can definitely be solved. Why are you worrying about it?"
"Okay, Let’s just treat it like this…”
"Hey, what you said is that you look down on your future uncle?"
"No, no."
"Don't you think Uncle Kenneth is not proud enough?"
"No, no."
"Who are you looking down on!"
"I can't, I can't."
"Huh, let's go~"
......
In this way, after making a few simple dishes, the intensity is indeed not high, and the visual inspection only makes it After a small threat to bully the weak, Futaba and Motan, who followed closely beside her, began to explore.
Different from the first two floors, the third floor of the forbidden book area seems to be a place similar to a 'comprehensive area', which is full of things that are difficult to classify, weird, or have no place to place. All in all it was very confusing.
Most people who go to the library with a purpose will avoid this level, because the difficulty of finding the corresponding knowledge here is like finding a needle in a haystack.
But for Futaba, although she did come with the purpose of 'finding an opportunity to break through the epic level', we all know that there is absolutely no way this girl can skip this kind of 'fun' place, so after determining the main tone of this floor, not only did she not immediately move the place with Mo Tan, she even strolled around as if visiting a temple fair.
In this situation, Mo Tan, who had no other choice at all, could only accompany her crazy, not to mention that as a bard who likes to pursue new things, this level is quite appropriate. His appetite.
In this way, the two people who hit it off happily went shopping.
During this process, Futaba occasionally played the role of a bodyguard, rescuing Mo Tan from various crises that were not particularly lethal.
Frank Hughes, who is well-informed, will guest-guide as a tour guide from time to time to educate his friends who have not yet had time to work hard in history on what he knows, such as the secrets of the previous Hamilton Empire and the royal family, such as those who did not know that they were Which little clever guy threw the Imperius VII golden toilet on this floor, such as the 'Clown Lord Rhodes' who threw a throwing knife in the photo before and appeared in front of the two in the form of a portrait not long after.
All in all, both of them had a great time.
Futaba, who had never seen the big world (such as the weird things run by the Rice brothers), got high for no reason and completely forgot about his original purpose; and Frank Hughes It is a rare opportunity to wander among these monumental things without having to worry about your own safety, and you are also very excited.
"Wow! This statue is not big but its expression is so stinky!"
"Well, this should be the statue of Iron Emperor Togepi. He was originally just an ordinary soldier, but Because the war is very fierce, so..."
"Becoming emperor?"
"Uh... um."
"Just like Napoleon?"
"Who is Napoleon?"
"No one, just a man who repairs the wheel, eh! Frank, look at this, it seems like he came here for a late-night snack and forgot to take the pot away!"
"That's the first-generation steam fish pot. Tsk tsk. I've only seen it in picture albums. I didn't expect to see the real thing one day. I'm so touched."
"Steam fish pot? What is that?" ”
“It’s a great invention. There are many steam fish pot shops in Academy City.”
“Is it awesome?”
“It’s awesome. .”
"How awesome is it?"
"The predecessor of the Steam Consortium was the No. 1 Steam Fish Pot Store."
"What the hell?"
One thousand one hundred Chapter Sixty-Five: The End
(End of this chapter)