[I advise you not to do that]
Master Zero sighed helplessly.
[Although the Cosmic Library theoretically won’t harm its guests, if you make the first move, everything becos unpredictable]
[Moreover, no one knows whether the books here are truly books, or so indescribable things. Hastily tearing one apart might affect the real world, causing a huge disaster]
"Alright."
Yun You shrugged, putting the parchnt back.
She actually hadn’t planned on damaging it; she was just speaking casually.
Anyone who loves books wouldn’t destroy them.
[Just wander around as you wish, when the ti cos, the Cosmic Library will let you out]
Master Zero added another sentence.
Yun You nodded gently and then stepped onto the spiral staircase, walking upward.
Along the way, she occasionally picked up a book or two to read, hoping to co across text she could understand.
But unfortunately, she never found such a book.
However, when passing a corner, she made a new discovery.
An oil painting hung on the wall.
It was a typical portrait, with the subject being a noble, silver-haired girl seated on a carved ebony chair, wearing a dark red velvet dress that flowed over the chair like chocolate milk, with gold and silver threads sinking in the folds, giving off a luxurious shine.
Her posture was quite graceful, with a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, her hands rested on her lap, with fingernails showing a very light cherry color, and an amber - no, strictly speaking, a tiny firefly - hovered at her fingertip.
This posture reminded Yun You of a very ancient oil painting nad sothing like... Mona Lisa. The expression and posture of the person in the painting were almost identical to the ancient Mona Lisa.
But the truly surprising thing was the girl’s eyes. When the light from above the staircase shone onto the canvas, starry specks slowly erged within her athyst-like irises, as if soone had mixed shattered stars into the oil paints, making them breathtakingly beautiful.
The only flaw might be her slightly sickly... and sowhat thin physique.
Of course, that’s not really important, after all, it’s an oil painting, which was probably not created with a "flesh-selling" the.
For so reason, Yun You always felt this painting looked very familiar, as if she’d seen it sowhere before.
She thought for a while, then suddenly rembered that when she evolved the "lord" sequence, she seed to have seen a similar oil painting in her subconscious world.
That was also a girl located in a grand library, silver-haired and thin.
But Yun You was clear that the girl should represent "books" among the three sages of the Apprentice Death God.
Could the girl in this oil painting be that sage of the Death God?
After carefully observing it for a few glances, Yun You shook her head again.
They were still unlike, mainly because their temperant wasn’t the sa.
The sage’s depiction gave off a strong sense of majesty, with an aura of sacredness that couldn’t be violated.
While the portrait in the library, although its deanor was proper, bore a certain strange "pretentiousness," as if deliberately posed in such a manner.
"Maybe it’s another person, not necessarily that sage."
Yun You shook her head and turned to continue climbing the stairs.
There are many people in the world with similar appearances, how could one conclude they are the sa person based rely on a similar silver hair and stature?
Without conclusive evidence, she wouldn’t make blind connections.
But what the young girl didn’t know was...
In the instant she turned her head, the girl’s eyes in the painting actually... moved...
Her sapphire eyes subtly glanced around, like a rusty lock slowly shifting towards Yun You, filled with starry glimrs, also flickering with a hint of an intriguing shimr...
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