Thetis District, Great Library partitions.
This is the Central Grand Library branch of the Alliance. A large number of books are backed up and stored on different floors according to their rarity.
Going up the endless corridor-like stairs of the library, there is a high tower leading to the sky. Yes, this is Mage Alliance, one of the three central towers Tower of All Things".
Books and knowledge are the most important things to the Mage Alliance. In the eyes of Mage, they are far more important than gold coins and gems, so the library is also built in the safest place, that is, at the bottom of the three giant towers that reach the sky.
It is said that the three "Named One" behind the Mage Alliance live at the top of these three towers, overlooking and commanding this vast world.
It was said to be a library, but no one was seen in the hall with rows of bookshelves. It was extremely quiet, with only a little dust floating in the sunlight that shone into the library.
This is a library in name, but it is more similar to an archive in nature. Its role is to protect these organized books and knowledge from being lost, rather than letting people borrow them for viewing.
On this day, the door of the library was opened for the first time in a long time, and an old man walked in. After he came in, the door closed again, and then the complex mechanical gears inside the door rotated, sealing the library again.
After walking in, the old man glanced at the dusty hall, and then walked up the steps on the side.
His walking movements seemed not to be fast, but his figure seemed to be accelerated, flickering and appearing everywhere on the stairs, rapidly going up, and in a few minutes he entered the tower at the top of the library, and then his figure slowly disappeared.
An hour later, his figure was on the 567th floor of the tower, and then he stopped.
Although there are countless bookshelves and books on this floor, a single small door rarely appears on the side of the hall.
He walked to the door and knocked lightly a few times. When he saw no response, he put down his hand and walked towards the rows of bookshelves in the hall. Finally, he found a sleeping figure at the corner inside.
The blue hair is like a beautiful work of art, winding from behind, winding around the waist and calves with some spirals, and falling to the bare white soles of the feet. This is a sleeping girl. She looks about 17 years old, and her age seems to be permanently fixed at this stage. From the side of the thigh exposed through the gap in the skirt, you can see a little blue flower decoration, just like a natural birthmark tattoo.
If there are scholars here who are familiar with this type of pattern, they will probably be surprised that there are still people in the Fourth Continent who can receive the blessing of Elf Sacred Tree.
It is said that in the era before World Tree was burned down, Queen Fairy would pray at festival ceremonies, so that the dew condensed with World Tree juice would turn into a blessed elixir, which would make those who drank it youthful and immortal.
But since World Tree was burned down, there is no longer such a blessing ceremony. We can only ask those High Fairy beside Hour to grant the same blessing.
Although the Elfs of the Second Continent today have cultivated the holy tree, its power is far inferior to the World Tree of the ancient times. The blessings condensed by its juice and dew can only keep people young for a hundred years without aging.
As the strongest force in the Fourth Continent, Mage Alliance did not have much contact with Elf, but he still obtained a small amount of blessed elixir through some channels, and one bottle was used on this sleeping girl.
"Amelia." The old man whispered the girl's name, and the sound of Penetration touched the girl's sleeping consciousness and awakened her.
Rubbing her hazy sleepy eyes, the girl in a light blue and white dress slowly woke up, then sat up and looked at the old man in front of her.
"Ai, Teacher Aitos." Her voice was soft and soft, like a baby's.
The old man shook his head slightly and then spoke.
"I am just teaching you something on behalf of Your Majesty, I cannot be called your teacher."
"But, that's what the book says." The girl on the ground was a little troubled. Her delicate wrists were exposed from the light blue and white lace cuffs, and she gently held her face in confusion.
"What the book says only applies to general situations." Aitos looked at her with a kind look, and then asked her to follow him to sit in the rest area aside.
After arriving here, the blue-haired girl sat on the soft sofa like a duck and listened to the old man describing various things that had happened to the Alliance recently.
"This is the fifth time you have mentioned the child named Hedra. Is she the same age as me?" There was curiosity in Amelia's pale gold eyes.
"Yes, she looks about the same age as you." Aitos nodded.
"If everything goes well, she will probably become your partner and classmate, and study together with you."
"Really?" Amelia was a little happy. Maybe it was because her past life was too lonely, which made her long for companions.
"However, she started practicing later than you, and it may take a few more years before she comes." Aitos looked at the blue-haired girl in front of him. Although she looked very young in appearance and actual age, she was already Mage from Fifth Order.
If the age of Amelia as Fifth Order is announced to the public, it will break the record of the Alliance that has existed for hundreds of years.
"Ah, how many more years will it take--" Amelia lowered his head, his fingers lightly painted on the spread skirt, and the snow-blue hair beside the ears also fell down.
"Yes, she has been busy with a lot of things recently." Sage Aitos thought for a while and pulled out a newspaper from the folded space treasure, which published the hot sales situation of the new Mockingbird·Starry Sky".
Seeing this newspaper, Amelia quickly took it, running his fingers through the lines of text, and finally the light stopped on the small picture below. The profile of Sylutia was printed on the black and white newspaper. His long black hair was tied with a ribbon, and a bunch was wrapped around his neck and fell in front of him.
"This is the Hedra you were talking about, right?" Her eyes were fixed on that silhouette, as if she wanted to remember it firmly.
"That's right." Thetis Academy, who is now Aitos, nodded.
"It's not much different from what I said before. She looks like she hasn't grown older."
"Hmm----" Amelia responded in a low voice, still not looking away.
"That's great. If she comes over in the future, what should I call her? She should be younger than me. Should I call her Hedra sister?" Amelia said a lot in succession.
Looking at her appearance, Aitos suddenly realized that this girl who had spent time in the library and the tower since she was a child was so longing for family and affection.
Aitos was silent for a long time, then nodded.
"You can call her that." There was a bit of apology in his eyes. Although it was for the Mage Alliance's future plans, for Amelia himself, such a childhood and life were still a bit cruel.
If you can compensate elsewhere, just compensate a little more. If Hedra asks about it later, he will explain the reason to the other party.
After that, Aitos told Amelia a lot of stories about the new car, the current popular trend of the Mage Alliance, and some interesting things that happened in the Academy, so that the girl who had lived in the tower for a long time would not be too lonely and ignorant of the outside world.
Time passed slowly, and when the sun set in the west, it was time to leave again.
Taught Amelia something again, and then the sage Aitos stood up.
"Next time, I will come in two months."
"Goodbye, Amelia."
The girl sitting on the sofa also raised her hand, waved it lightly, and watched the old man leave.
After a few minutes, she could no longer see the figure of Sage Aitos, then she put her hand down and hugged the pillow beside her in front of her.
"Two months----two years----" She counted the time silently, waiting for a certain moment to meet.