Dimensional Bookstore

Dark rain clouds pressed heavily toward the tree crowns, and a black wind suddenly blew up. The forest thundered and roared like an enraged giant beast. All the animals disappeared, not daring to face the violence of nature.

Eric the tree man glanced at the sky. The old man's face, which was already sad, looked even more sad now. "There is an ominous breath in the wind. Corey, how are you doing there?"

"Everything is normal." Corey, the tree man standing at the entrance of the forest, told his old friend: "Maybe you are... worrying too much. There is nothing... abnormal happening here."

"I hope so." Eric muttered: "I always have an... ominous premonition..."

Before he finished speaking, a bloody whirlwind descended from the sky and landed in front of Eric, followed by a foul smell of rotting corpses. With the whirlwind at the center, the green lawn was visibly withered and yellowed, and Eric could clearly detect the death of those grasses.

It's death magic!

Damn it, he knew his hunch wouldn't be wrong.

"Undead Witch Dudola, what are you doing here...?" The tree man looked at the evil wind with a cold face.

The fishy wind dissipated, revealing a woman. This is really an overly beautiful woman, with her smoky eyes and charming behavior, her white teeth and red lips, and her graceful figure. She looks charming every time she glances at her and smiles.

"Why can't I come here?" She pouted, with a natural coquettishness. Unfortunately, the person standing in front of her was the hard-hearted tree man Eric, so her gesture was destined to fail to gain her. desired effect.

Eric snapped: "You...are not welcome here. Please hurry...get out of this forest!"

Dodola curled her lips angrily and rolled her eyes, "Do you think I want to stay here? I'm here to find someone. That newly awakened witch, please give her to me, and I'll leave immediately."

‘A newly awakened witch? Could it be that human cub? ’

While Eric was thinking, Le Jing opened the door and walked out of the tree. He showed an apologetic smile to the tree man: "Sorry, Eric, I think she came to see Sophia."

Dotara looked curiously at the human young man who came out of the tree man's body. He had black hair and black eyes with an exotic aura, and he was obviously an Oriental. He wore a strange-style shirt and trousers, but they were not ugly. Instead, they made him look slender and gentle.

But it's not her type. She prefers strong and handsome men, but this man is so slender that it looks like a gust of wind could blow him over.

Tatora stared at the oriental young man and habitually used a little charm: "Who are you? I don't feel any magic power from you? When did the tree man have such a good temper that he can allow ordinary humans to live in his body? Is it inside?”

What surprised her was that this young man, who seemed to have no magic power and was not physically strong, looked calm and seemed not to be affected by her charm at all.

"I think this has nothing to do with the purpose of your visit, madam?" The young man smiled calmly, "The sky doesn't look good. If you don't mind, can I ask you to sit in the house? About The purpose of your trip, I just have some questions to think about I want to ask you for advice." He looked at Tatora with calm and clear eyes, without any trace of lust or greed that she was used to seeing in men's eyes, as if to him, Tatara was not a beautiful witch, but a witch. An ordinary passerby.

This was the first time for Tatora to meet a human being who was so indifferent to her beauty, which made her a little unwilling. She tucked a strand of red hair hanging on the side of her face behind her ears and showed a charming smile: "Of course." She walked towards the strange oriental man, "I will never refuse a handsome gentleman. ask."

The size of the space inside the tree man's body was undoubtedly beyond her expectation. This is undoubtedly a spacious and luxuriously decorated room. I don’t know what was painted on the wall, but it was as white and delicate as silk from the other side of the sea. It was already evening, but the room was as bright as day. After observing it for a long time, Tatora realized that it was the result of a few bright white sticks hanging on the top of the wall. Tatara suspected that it was a rare magic lamp. What surprised her the most, or could be said to be in awe, were the full bookshelves in the room!

Every bookshelf is filled with colorful and exquisitely packaged books that look like works of art! Satan, she dared to say that even the royal family of their country might not have that many books! For wizards, knowledge is power, and the more powerful the wizard, the more books he has. Therefore, in Tatara's eyes, Le Jing, who has so many books, is completely out of the ordinary.

Then Tatara saw a black cat sleeping happily in the bookshelf.

Noticing Dotora's scorching gaze, the black cat raised its head and glanced at her with half-opened golden eyes, then yawned uninterestedly and lay back down again.

That simple glance almost made Tatora fall to the ground.

Evil evil evil evil evil devil!

And it’s not just any ordinary low-level demon!

This powerful fluctuation of magic power and the coercion emanating unconsciously, one can tell at a glance that it is a high-level demon in hell!

This Oriental is definitely not an ordinary person! Tatora thought categorically: Maybe he is a hidden wizard who has lived for a long time. The reason why she did not notice his magic power fluctuations must be because he can hide his own magic power fluctuations. An old monster like him who has lived for a long time There is always some weird magic, which can also explain why he is not affected by her charm.

Tatora was secretly glad that she hadn't had time to do anything to this mysterious wizard yet. She put away all her arrogance and sat down on the chair in an orderly manner. She looked at the Oriental sitting opposite her solemnly and showed a stiff and flattering smile: "It was really rude just now. I I haven’t introduced myself to you yet. My name is Dotara, and I am an undead witch. What should I call you?”

Le Jing was not surprised by the sharp contrast between her former arrogant back and respectful back.

According to Maslow's hierarchy of needs theory, human needs are divided into five levels from low to high like a ladder: physiological needs, safety needs, social needs, esteem needs and self-actualization needs.

Reading, a hobby that is too "luxurious" in this era, is a self-actualization need that only wealthy upper-class people who meet physiological needs, safety needs, social needs, and respect needs can have. In this era when many kings and nobles were illiterate and the publishing and cultural industries were very underdeveloped, it would undoubtedly take several generations of a family to accumulate hundreds of years to collect such a large collection of books.

Books symbolize wealth and status, which is also true in Chinese feudal society.

It can be said that Le Jing deliberately took advantage of this mentality, so that Dotara could retain enough respect for him in the subsequent conversation, so that the conversation could be held in a relatively equal environment between the two.

"My name is Lejing, from the country across the sea."

Tatora exclaimed: "Are you from that great empire that produced porcelain and silk and once conquered half of Europe?"

The Mongolian cavalry of the Yuan Dynasty once conquered half of the European continent, causing many Western armies to flee. So much so that hundreds of years have passed, and when the Ming Empire is mentioned today, this European woman still thinks of Genghis Khan's cavalry. To know this period of history, Tatara is already a rare and knowledgeable person in this era. You must know that there are many civilians who don't even know the name of their country's king!

Seeing Le Jing's head turn around, Dodora was even more awe-struck. She had already identified Le Jing's identity as a powerful wizard from the mysterious ancient Eastern country.

Le Jing intertwined his hands on the table and started the topic: "I heard what you and Eric said, can I know what you are doing with the newly awakened witch?"

Tatora didn't dare to hide it, so she told him everything.

So that's it.

In response to the increasingly fierce witch-hunting movement, wizards are not sitting still and waiting for death. Wizards formed large and small alliances and used various means to resist the atrocities of the Holy See and the people. At the same time, they also have agreed-upon rules. Whenever a young wizard awakens, any adult wizard in the area who detects the fluctuation of the awakened magic has the responsibility to protect and educate the young wizard.

This lawless and notorious undead witch half-closed her eyes and said with great sorrow and anger: "This is for the witch's inheritance."

"The world is difficult, and as witches with profound magic power, we should help each other. Therefore, any awakened little witches will be led by us adult witches to our witch gathering place, where the minor witches will receive traditional witch magic education. "

"That child should be here with you. I feel the fluctuations of her magic power." Dudora looked at Le Jing sincerely and begged: "Please let me take her away. This place is too close to the human realm. Like Of course there is no problem for a powerful wizard like you, but that child can't control his magic yet, so it's dangerous to stay here!"

The young man lowered his eyes and thought for a long time, then raised his eyes to look at the woman who was worried about the fate of the witch, and said in a slow tone that made the woman anxious: "Before I let you take her away, I have a few questions. Ask you."

Dudora hid the anxiety in her eyes, returned to her usual charming look, and said in a cooing voice: "You tell me."

"You witches are born with more powerful magic than wizards, right?"

Tatora straightened her chest and showed an arrogant smile: "Of course. We are Satan's darlings and are born to enjoy everything."

"Does that mean you are in a leadership position in the magical world?"

Tatora was rarely stuck. She lowered her head uncomfortably and played with her fingers: "Uh... that's not true. You know, we women are not naturally good at politics and leadership. Wizards are better at this than us. ”

The young man smiled strangely and looked at her with pity in his eyes: "This is a lie. It is a lie given to you women by men. What is ridiculous is that you clearly have such a powerful power, but you still believe it."

Tatora blinked, a little confused: "Excuse me, I don't know what you are talking about?"

The young man smiled again. He stared at her, and something seemed to be stirring in his eyes: "Want to play a game?"

Tatora was inexplicably afraid: "What?"

He lowered his voice, and the clear tone was a little more bewitching for no reason. "Seize the power of the magic world from the hands of men, and then..." The young man raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "Overthrow the royal family of this country. Create a new country ruled by witches."

Tatora looked at the young man's calm eyebrows and weak body, and slowly, slowly, shuddered.

Because of fear, because of... excitement.