Allen and his little bones [Western Fantasy]

Different from other partitions that classify books according to content first, and then arrange them one by one, all the books in the orphan area are mixed and placed together. Readers can only start a carpet search from the outermost bookshelf, and find them one by one. worthy of something.

When registering earlier, Allen paid attention to today's registration list. He and Eli will be the only ones in the entire isolated area. The two corners started to search separately, and after an hour they met at the long central table to exchange the data they found.

After Eli's gaze was cast on those bookshelves, it seemed to be stuck with super glue. Allen called him a second time, and he suddenly came back to his senses. He was embarrassed and asked Allen to repeat what he just said. Then he nodded his head: [Okay, let's start now. 】,

Allen nodded slightly, and he asked Eli to start from this corner, while he walked deep into the bookshelf, to the other end of the diagonal.

A notebook with a black hard cover is mixed with two manuscripts with the same black cover on the left and right.

When Allen glanced at this bookshelf for the first time, he completely ignored it. When he was about to go to the next bookshelf, he felt as if he was pulled by something. After driving the elemental power, he turned around vigilantly, but there was nothing behind him.

There was nothing there to pull him off.

"..."

After standing in place for a while, Alan walked slowly back to the position where he was standing just now, calculated according to the magnitude of the pulling force he felt, and found that the pulling force was probably trying to pull him back here.

After looking again at the bookshelf that he had scanned just now, Alan's eyes finally fell on the hard-shell notebook.

It's hard to say what caught his attention, but when he looked at the bookshelf again, he caught sight of the notebook that had a faint sense of existence before.

Except that it was too close to the manuscripts on the left and right sides, and it took a lot of effort to pull it out, this notebook looked no different from ordinary notebooks. Traces of any additional spells were found above.

Books without any elemental spells added are rare in the orphan area. Allen is not sure whether the notebook does not have any additional spells, or its additional spells are extremely advanced and cannot be detected with his ability.

With doubts, Allen opened the notebook cautiously. The elemental energy gathered at his fingertips has not dissipated, and he is ready to deal with crisis situations that may occur at any time.

However nothing happened.

Just like opening an ordinary notebook, after opening it is the title page. The first half of the back inner page records some magic skills and daily records, and the second half has a lot of casting knowledge and forging skills.

Allen stared at a certain page in the notebook that began to appear with a very high frequency for a long while, and changed his original posture of leaning against the bookshelf casually. He slowly stood up straight, and with some disbelief, he turned the notebook back Just skipped the title page roughly.

There is a name inconspicuously written in the lower right corner of the title page.

Lawrence.

What attracts Allen more than the characters "Lawrence" is the surname added behind it-Val.

The surname that has long been familiar, the name that was just heard from Herbert last night, whether it is "Lawrence" or "Val", should be familiar to Allen.

However, combining them together left the black-haired youth stunned for several minutes. He stared at the title page with a name written on it for a while, and the doubts in his heart turned into a messy ball of thread.

The Vaal clan, one of the two pure-blood families of the Night Clan, and Hall's close friend Lawrence, are never combined in any of the legends about Hall or the Night Clan.

Because they look too "diametrically opposed".

The legendary hero and brave man, a genius swordsman who was born in Anqiluo, who is the most resistant to dark creatures, has conquered countless monsters in his life, and dares to challenge the most vicious evil people.

How could such a subject get into trouble with a demon family, and even become close friends with the other party's clansman?

This combination was unreasonable everywhere, and Allen finally recovered after a while, and recalled the legends he had heard with some disbelief.

Although there is little personal information left about Hall's mysterious swordsmith best friend, at least it is known that the two of them were enrolled at the same academy.

And a swordsmith surnamed Val, enrolled in the same academy as humans?

It can be seen from Alberta's attitude towards Eli that Alberta College should absolutely not tolerate demons entering the college and will not let this happen.

...So, maybe it's just a coincidence?

Thinking about the possibility that the surname might just be a coincidence in his heart, Alan settled down and decided to continue reading the contents of the notebook.

the other side--

The agreed time has passed, but Alan did not show up at the agreed meeting place. Eli knew that Alan was not the type of person who would break appointments and be late at will. He stood by the long table and waited for a while. Finally, he picked up the part of the books and materials he found, and decided to find the other party.

Maybe something happened, or maybe a certain book took the other person's attention, making the other person temporarily addicted to it, and didn't realize that time had passed for a while?

Thinking like this, the undead shuttled quietly between the bookshelves, and finally, he found the black-haired youth standing between the two rows of tall bookshelves at the end.

The bookshelf blocked part of the light from the ceiling chandelier, and Allen was standing in that small area that was benefited by the light. The brightness of the light was only enough to illuminate his upper body and the books in his hands. His long legs Hidden in the shadows, only a rough outline can be vaguely glimpsed.

— like a picture.

This idea just came to the mind of the undead. He originally planned to call out to the other party, but because he didn't want to destroy the picture in front of him, he finally chose to stop the sound.

It was Allen who felt the slight tremor of the abyss token placed in the space, reminding him that there were undead approaching nearby, so he raised his eyes from the notebook and saw Eli standing silently a few steps away, realizing that he had missed the agreed time.

"sorry, I……"

【It's ok. 】

Alan just started an apology, but it was cut off by Eli.

The undead shook his head, and his voice was filled with a nostalgic smile: [You used to be like this, once you found something you were interested in, you couldn’t help but dive in, completely forgetting what you had planned. I've done a lot of things like dragging you out of the lab and 'putting' you to the cafeteria for dinner. 】

Allen seriously recalled the situation at that time, and he added truthfully: "But more often you compromise and help me take the food back to the laboratory."

【……right. 】

Generally speaking, it will be more time for Eli to compromise with Allen.