Genesis Myth

Black Wolf Castle, library.

Pushing open the heavy oak door, Xian was met with rows of towering bookshelves that seemed to engulf the entire space, stretching to the top of the ceiling.

The air was filled with a faint fragrance of books and the scent of logs, and sunlight streamed through the stained-glass windows onto the floor, forming dappled light and shadows, making one want to sleep.

"Just woke up and already want to sleep again. In a way, the library is also a boon for insomniacs."

Xian's mouth twitched.

He hadn't forgotten his purpose for being here. He needed to quickly acquire the "common sense" of the nobles of this world to have a clear understanding of his current situation, identity, and what he should do.

"There are way more books than I imagined."

Xian wandered through the layers of bookshelves, looking at the dazzling array of books, and couldn't help but sigh.

One could imagine that for centuries, the Hughes Family's heads had spared no effort in collecting books, allowing them to amass so many in this medieval-like world.

"But with so many books, how am I supposed to find the ones I need?"

Xian rested his chin in his hand and fell into thought.

The bookshelves in this library didn't seem to be categorized, so if he had to search one by one, he might not find anything even if he searched until dark.

If only there was a librarian... Xian thought as he walked back and forth between the bookshelves.

"Wait, that's..."

He stopped and looked at a gap between the bookshelves.

Through the gap, he saw a delicate hammock, and there seemed to be someone lying in it.

"Could Viscount Hughes really have arranged a librarian here?"

With this thought in mind, Xian walked around the bookshelf towards the hammock.

As he got closer, he could see the person in the hammock more clearly.

It was a girl who looked no more than thirteen or fourteen years old. Her silver-white hair cascaded like a waterfall over the edge of the vine-woven hammock, the strands shimmering in the sunlight by the window.

Her face was barely larger than an adult's palm, her lightly pursed lips were as delicate as newly bloomed cherry blossoms, her porcelain-white skin revealed faint blue blood vessels, and her long, silver-white eyelashes trembled slightly.

She was curled up in the hammock, a light pink silk nightgown slipping to her knees, revealing snow-white calves and shapely, delicate bare feet.

"What an adorable girl!"

Xian couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.

Although Anlìyà was also beautiful, her beauty was the gentle and soft kind of intellectual beauty that made people fall in love with her imperceptibly, but not to the point of a desire to desecrate her.

But the girl in front of him was different. Her silver-white hair and petite, perfect figure were simply a super weapon for certain groups on Earth, a devilishly captivating charm.

Xian had no doubt that if this girl had been born on Earth, she could simply post a live photo on Douyin, and countless gacha game companies would be crying and begging her to be their spokesperson.

"But, it seems she's probably not the librarian."

Xian glanced at the white text above her head and sighed softly.

"Noble."

If nothing unexpected happened, this girl should be a member of Viscount Hughes' family, probably a daughter or a younger sister.

"Let's check the bookshelves again."

Just as Xian was about to leave, the sleeping girl in the hammock fluttered her eyelashes. She made a few kitten-like whimpers, then slowly sat up and stretched.

She slowly opened her eyes, revealing a pair of somewhat dazed heterochromatic eyes.

Her left eye was as scarlet as blood, and her right eye was as pale as ash. The two completely different colors formed a breathtaking beauty on her delicate, palm-sized face.

The girl gently propped herself up, and the strap of her nightgown slipped slightly from her shoulder, revealing a patch of snow-white skin.

Seeming like her mind hadn't caught up yet from just waking up, she stared blankly at Xian in front of her, as cute as a kitten.

"What beautiful eyes," Xian and the girl said in unison.

"Huh?"

The two of them were stunned, a trace of surprise flashing across their faces.

"You, Your!"

The girl was about to ask a question, but suddenly noticed the words above Xian's head—"Heir to a Kingdom of 1.4 Billion Citizens."

Her pupils shrank suddenly, and the 'you' that she blurted out instantly changed to a respectful form.

Then, with a nimble flip, she jumped down from the hammock and stood respectfully in front of Xian, bowing.

"Greetings, Your Highness," the girl said softly. Her voice was a bit soft and sweet, giving people the feeling of wanting to hug her.

"You are?" Xian first inquired about the girl's identity.

"I am Ilise Hughes, Viscount Hughes' daughter," Ilise replied.

"May I ask why someone as noble as you would appear here..." Ilise looked around, and only after confirming that this was her family's library did she ask cautiously.

"If you don't want to answer, that's fine. It is I who should be answering your questions, considering how honorable you are," Ilise added.

In between speaking, she secretly glanced at the Status Blessing above Xian's head several times, and then pinched her waist hard behind her back to feel the pain, confirming that she was not in a dream.

But, if it wasn't a dream, why would this young man with obsidian-like beautiful eyes have such a noble and unbelievable Status Blessing? The citizens of the three major human kingdoms of Sossia, Milan, and Rhine combined would definitely not reach such a terrifying number.

Moreover, it was too bizarre for such a big figure to appear in her family's library.

"I am Mingyu Xia. I am temporarily staying at Black Wolf Castle at the invitation of your father, Viscount Hughes," Xian said calmly.

"I see. This is the Hughes Family's supreme honor. I hope you have a pleasant stay."

Ilise subconsciously wanted to lift her skirt to curtsy, but when she reached out, she realized that she was wearing a nightgown. Her fair face immediately turned slightly red.

Her hand hung awkwardly in the air, unsure whether to lift it or not.

If she curtsied, she would reveal too much skin, but if she didn't, she would "socially die" in noble circles if this noble Your Highness thought she was being disrespectful.

"No need to curtsy. Can you do me a favor?" Xian said calmly, seemingly seeing her embarrassment.

"My pleasure, Your Highness," Ilise quickly echoed.

"I'm looking for books about mythology. Do you know which shelf in this library they're on?" Xian asked.

"Mythology books are generally on the third row of the seventh shelf," Ilise thought for a moment and replied.

"Thanks."

Xian's eyes lit up, and he quickly walked towards the seventh shelf.

In this world where gods truly exist and overlook all living beings, what could be more appealing than mythology?