The latest number of books in the Robert Family Library is 23,127.

All of them are excellent.

The number is marked on the Auchin plaque on the library's door as a tribute to Robert's family.

Passing by this exquisite dark blue nameplate, Rosen subconsciously stopped and stared.

Mrs. Agnet did not urge him, but stood beside him and waited patiently.

Rosen said softly: "Books are condensed souls, witnesses of historical heritage, and guardians of mortal wisdom."

Mrs. Agnet continued softly, "Every book shines with divine light, and it is the most essential difference between us mortals and the birds, beasts, fish and insects in the mountains and fields."

After saying this, the master and disciple looked at each other and smiled.

"Teacher, this is what you said to me during our first lesson."

"That's not what I said. It was Saint Weilan who said that."

"But in my heart, that's what the mentor said."

"You're really sweet, but I'm not Grant. I won't be easily fooled by sweet words."

Chatting and laughing, the two entered the library.

The library is spacious, tall and bright, with rows of heavy yet exquisite black teak bookshelves neatly arranged like silent giants guarding knowledge.

The bookshelves are also sealed with high-quality transparent glass to prevent dust, moisture and insects from damaging the books.

If an outsider enters and wants to read a book, he must specifically notify the librarian, who will then take it out with a special magic key.

Of course, the situation today was a little special. The librarian wanted to come forward to serve, but was waved away by Mrs. Agnet.

"I am much more familiar with this library than you are. Go and do your work."

"Yes, Princess." The administrator retreated respectfully.

This detail made Rosen's heart move slightly: "The mentor seems to have something to say to me alone."

He was a little curious, but he knew he would know the answer soon, so he just had to wait patiently.

Then, Rosen followed Mrs. Agnet as they strolled through the rows of bookshelves, and he whispered what he really wanted.

"Teacher, I not only want to know the knowledge of the murlocs, but also the knowledge of the deep-sea banshees, and my need for the latter is more urgent."

Mrs. Agnet was startled: "Why, did we find a deep-sea banshee in the sea?"

“I haven’t really seen it yet, but I found some suspicious traces.”

"You know, the deep-sea siren in ancient mythology is a powerful character."

"You are right."

Mrs. Agnet placed one hand on the bookshelf and held the braids hanging by her cheek with the other hand. After thinking for a while, she waved to Rosen: "Follow me."

She turned and walked towards the depths of the library. Through the glass, she could see that the deeper into the library, the older the books were, and naturally, they had traveled through time.

Therefore, what Mrs. Agnet is about to show should be a real ancient book, perhaps the only one of its kind in the entire continent.

Rosen was immediately filled with anticipation.

Soon, the two arrived at a row of old bookshelves.

The plaque hanging on the bookshelf reads "Collection of Observation Logs of the Shire Coast and Navigation Logs of Surrounding Waters".

Looking inside the bookshelf, there were stacks of booklets that looked like observation records, more than a thousand in total. From the color of the books, it could be seen that these things had been recorded along the way.

Taking into account the history of the Shire, the earliest journal would be 488 years old.

Rosen was overjoyed because this collection of logs was the most precious and was almost a reproduction of true history.

"These are the most authentic first-hand information. I loved reading these logs when I was a kid. I vaguely remember that there was information about deep-sea banshees in them."

As she spoke, Mrs. Agnet brought two pairs of silk gloves and said, "Put them on."

He then explained, "These are all ancient books. It is strictly forbidden to use the magician's hand. The movements must be as gentle as possible."

Rosen followed his instructions, but was a little puzzled: "Teacher, these are precious historical materials, why don't you find someone to re-copy them using the best paper currently available?"

Madame Agnet shrugged helplessly: "That's what I suggested to the Count, but apparently he didn't listen to me."

"Of course, I can understand him. After all, the cost of doing so is very high, and re-copying does not generate obvious economic value."

"Crash~"

She gently opened the glass bookcase: "Move the standing table over there. After you get the book, read it here and return it immediately after reading."

"Yes, mentor."

Rosen moved a high square table from the wall, and Mrs. Agnet carefully took out five books, placed them on the table, and began to read them carefully.

"It should be among these five books. Let me look for it carefully."

She began to search carefully, while Rosen stood by and waited patiently.

"Clatter, clatter, clatter."

For a moment, the only sounds in the library were the turning of pages and the two people's gentle breathing.

About half an hour later, Mrs. Agnet waved to Rosen and said, "We found it. It's the logbook of an adventurous captain from 362 years ago. Come and have a look."

Rosen was delighted and immediately went to his tutor's side to read it carefully.

On the old yellowed pages, the past events that were forgotten by time were written in the very beautiful font used exclusively by the nobles of Berlanti.

This is the logbook of a noble captain named Alan Carter.

Because it was he who first discovered the White Sturgeon Island when he was exploring the waters east of the Shire, and later he also discovered Hank Island and St. Ann Island.

The log reads: 'On July 27, 1322, the Natural God Calendar, there was a strong north wind, the clouds in the sky were thicker than the mountains and darker than black rocks, and a violent storm was brewing.'

"We just experienced a terrible murloc attack. There was a big hole in the hull and it was leaking badly. Seven crew members died. I saw with my own eyes a murloc bite off a crew member's neck. The screams were like sharp knives that tortured my soul."

"The ship is slowly sinking and may not be able to hold on any longer. Everyone on board is desperate. Although we are trying our best to repair the ship, we have all heard the call of Mother Nature."

'Yes, I really heard someone singing, and then I saw something in the sky.'

'They were naked women with wings. They were extremely beautiful, with dark blue feathers and crystal clear skin.'

'They fly very fast, and are definitely not slower than a falconer's hawk.'

"I counted and there were about thirteen women. They were flying about a hundred meters high, above our deck, circling around us."

'My first mate wanted the sailors to shoot arrows at them, but I stopped them.'

'I think we don't need to get into any new trouble, since these flying women are singing instead of attacking us. We have enough trouble already.'

'Perhaps because of our kindness, the women gradually lowered their altitude and began to land on the sail masts and finally even on the deck.'

'After they landed, their bodies changed rapidly. Their wings turned into pure white arms, their dark blue feathers turned into dark blue hair, and their eyes glowed a dreamy blue.'

"In short, they look no different from normal women. No, it should be said that they are all as beautiful as fairies."

"The sailors were all stunned. Even the brutal first mate lost his killing intent. It was the first time in my life that I had seen so many beautiful women."

'What happened next was beyond any of our expectations.'

'As a responsible and professional captain, I will record every detail in detail. Perhaps these details will make you feel that I am unethical, but I insist that it is necessary.'

'Because the truth is the first element of a logbook.'

After seeing this sentence, Rosen felt something was wrong.

He continued to read on, and indeed, he discovered that the captain had actually written about Uncle Huang in his rigorous logbook! One thing after another, the details were rich, the characters were vivid, and even quite literary!

However, we have to admit that the log records vividly and specifically show the characteristics of deep-sea blue-haired women, which is quite valuable for research.

As he was reading, Rosen heard the breathing beside him become heavier. He turned around and saw that Mrs. Agnet's cheeks were flushed.

Seeing Rosen looking over, she complained unnaturally: "This captain is such a playboy!"

"indeed."

Rosen agreed and continued reading.

Fortunately, the immoral part did not last forever.

'These flying women can speak, and their voices are very pleasant to the ear.'

'They told me that if we came with good intentions, they would welcome us warmly, but if we came with bad intentions, they would make us pay a heavy price.'

'We accepted this because in the ocean, these women rule.'

"During the conversation, I also learned that the women have a very powerful leader named 'Laltris'. They call her the queen and say that the queen has the great power to overturn all the ships on the continent."

'The enthusiastic women flew away. After a rest, we recovered a little and started to repair the boat. But just when we had fixed the hole in the boat, the women came again! '

"I think I'm beginning to hate them. Although they brought us a lot of pearls, seaweed and delicious fish, they were never satisfied. As long as we regained some strength, they would take it away."

'They also controlled the ship and would not let us raise the sail, and without the sail we could not leave. I thought we might die miserably at sea.'

After reading this, Rosen became curious: "If that's the case, how did these people escape back?"

Just as he was about to look down, he suddenly heard the voice of his mentor: "I heard that Selena has also touched the fourth ring of magic power?"

The mentor's condition also returned to normal, but her tone was a little strange, which reminded Rosen of the last time they parted outside Dawn City.

An ominous thought suddenly occurred to him: 'It seems that the mentor is still trying to explore my magic power.'

He answered with a stiff upper lip: "Yes."

"And you have been promoted to the 2nd ring?"

"Yeah."

"Your extraordinary speed, you don't need to hide it, because I have carefully calculated that even if you have the Soul Diamond, you can't be that fast."

"So there is only one reasonable explanation, which is that you concealed your true magical power before."

Having said that, Rosen suddenly felt a wave of magical power coming from his mentor's fingertips, and this wave slowly approached his body.

He also felt that this was not an ordinary fluctuation of mana, but a powerful four-ring detection technique "Insight into the Mysteries".

If it was a long-range detection, Rosen could defend against it, but if the spell was released close to the skin, he would definitely be seen through.

Previously, he could be exposed to some of Wei Ge's secrets because Wei Ge was his trusted subordinate and only a high-level wizard.

But the mentor is a four-ring master who knows many secrets that only great nobles are qualified to know, which is something Wei Ge cannot compare to.

Now, she also used the spell of insight into mysteries, which might allow her to see through the truth that his magic power was higher than the sixth level.

Six rings were already terrifying enough. Anything above six would definitely create a tsunami-like movement in the Witt Continent. And if this person was only 20 years old, it would probably alarm Mother Nature.

But if he refused to investigate, it would indirectly confirm the tutor's guess.

Rosen immediately understood: "So this is why the teacher wants to be alone with me."

(End of this chapter)