Chapter 28 28. Bad News
A carriage stopped at the door of the library.
Annan took two stacks of books from the coachman, returned to the library before the carriage raised dust, opened the brown paper bags, and skillfully placed them on the bookshelf according to categories.
Nowadays, books in bookcases are no longer as haphazardly arranged as they used to be. Solemn war history and erotic literature are placed next to each other, and fairy tale books and geographical records are placed next to each other.
As for sorting alphabetically...
Frankly speaking, Annan and Victor guarded a library where no one came. The only people who would step through the door were local nobles, wealthy people and travelers passing through the town.
The former never come here to read books - they just follow their parents' instructions to have a good relationship with Mr. Victor, or they hope to become Mr. Victor's magic apprentice. Such as little Winchet.
The most important thing is that Mr. Victor did not give him more salary.
The light that shines into the library changes, and the carriage blocking the doors and windows drives away.
Annan came to Mr. Victor in the quiet library again: "Mr. Victor, I have a friend who also wants to come to the library to read."
"What are the rules for visitors to the library?" The ancient book filled with runes that Annan couldn't understand was turned to the next page.
There are no visitor rules, the library does not ban any visitors.
"But she is not human..."
Annan tells Victor that Tasia is half-tauren.
Mr. Victor ignored Annan, but his attitude spoke for itself.
That night, Annan got into the wine cellar and told Tasia the good news.
“Thank you, Annan.”
The firelight illuminated Tasia’s eyes that were no longer numb.
"Nothing...I'll come find you tomorrow morning."
Annan ran out of the cellar in a hurry.
There is something special about Gein tonight - the bard talks about the finale of "The Law Breaks the Sky".
The drinkers ignored Evelyn's cute rabbit ears, and the women didn't care about Fast's strong figure. They were quiet and focused, immersed in the bard's story.
When the bard came to an end for this story that lasted for half a month, he played the lute and sang along with the soothing sound: "In Pinglin Town, in Breeze City, in the sea of clouds Above, the flame elves are soaring——"
Annan is based on the original work and changed to be closer to a different world, while the bard is based on Annan and changed to be closer to life.
What kind of stories are more likely to resonate?
The answer lies in things around you.
So in the bard's story, Sean's family became Pinglin Town, Wutan City became Breeze City, and all of this happened hundreds of years ago. It didn't matter whether Pinglin Town existed at that time.
Like a drunk who doesn't care what the hell is in the bottom of his rye.
There were no lively shouts, and the mood of the guests fell into a melancholy calm as the sound of the piano passed away.
Until the bard's fingertips touched the strings, the gauze called joy swept through the hearts of everyone in the tavern, making them feel inspired again. Fast frowned slightly, but did not resist this positive emotion.
"You who brought us stories, what do you have to say?" the bard said with a smile.
As if a spotlight fell, everyone in the tavern focused their attention on Annan.
Annan, who was completely unprepared, was slightly startled. He faced the gaze and said reluctantly: "I hope "The Law Breaks the Sky" can be published as a book."
"I support you!"
< br>“I’ll buy a copy!”
"Me too!" "If there is a cave in the Warcraft Mountains, I'd like a copy too!"
The guests joined in the fun and shouted. As for whether you can understand it and whether you have money to buy books...the former is not important, the atmosphere has been set in place. As for the latter, most of the people who frequent pubs are proletarians and the middle class. They couldn't afford much money, but spending dozens of copper coins on a book wasn't a problem.
It happened that a traveling merchant who was going to Breeze City was in the tavern. After listening to the bard's vivid story, watching the guests' enthusiasm and Annan's speech, he happened to stand up and say that he would give this The story was brought to the bookstore in Breeze City.
Pinglin Town is too small. Even if one person for every hundred people buys a book, there are only thirty or forty people.
Cheers and toasts flocked to the traveling merchant.
Young Shang talks about business as fast as he walks through every town. Under the witness of everyone in the tavern, Annan and the traveling merchant signed a contract with legal effects in Allen Continent. The travel merchant will sell "The Law Breaks the Sky" and share 10% of Annan's profits, and Annan will receive an advance payment from the travel merchant - exactly one gold coin.
But Fast accepted the money for Annan.
Annan was a little confused, but said nothing.
The travel merchant will stay here for one day, giving Annan time to revise "The Law Breaks the Sky" into a complete localization.
Just like the tranquility after the curtain falls, the late-night tavern becomes a soothing place with only the sound of the lute.
Annan moved closer to the bard.
“You knew this a long time ago?”
Annan guessed that he used encouragement tricks when he told the story.
"The tavern cannot be separated from me, so I can only let others run there." The bard did not deny it.
The familiar sound of boots came from behind, and Mr. Fast also came over: "Holding too much money will cause you trouble, so leave it with me first."
Annan almost guessed the reason. , asked him: "Where should I go to test my qualifications?"
"Breeze City, but I suggest you ask Mr. Victor first."
The dream opportunity is close at hand, Annan couldn't sleep, and even wanted to knock on Mr. Victor's door late at night - it was almost dawn when he fell asleep.
I came to the library in high spirits, unlocked the door, and cleaned up happily. When Mr. Victor arrived, Annan was about to say something.
"Lock the door and follow me," Victor said.
Annan locked the library door in confusion and followed Victor to the basement.
The old man took out a wooden box from his arms and placed it on the table, opened it - an irregular dim crystal lay quietly at the bottom of the wooden box.
"A magic stone with perception magic can be used 50 times." Mr. Victor's tone was still old-fashioned and stiff, "It has been used 49 times."
Annan is inexplicable Thinking that perception is a three-ring magic, elite mages can cast spells. A piece of non-attribute magic stone is worth 3 gold. Each time the Perception Magic Stone is tested, one gold coin can be used 50 times, which is equivalent to 50 gold. Throwing away the cost, a piece of perception magic stone nets 47 gold...
Then Annan shook the thought of the smell of copper out of his mind.
Mages make money quickly and spend money faster.
Annan asked unexpectedly: "Did you prepare this for me?"
"I prepared this for the mice in the gutter."
Annan took a deep breath He took a breath and put his hand on the magic stone.
A slightly cool touch spread into the palm of my hand, and I felt the magic stone light up with a weak and dim fluorescence.
This means that Annan’s magic affinity is level 0.
As if a cruel joke of fate, the two people in the library can only be mage apprentices.
(End of this chapter)