"Your Majesty the Queen, perhaps it's better to forget about going to the library.
Staying in the textile workshop isn't bad either, that library... lately... hasn't been very peaceful."
Seeing the other's hesitant deanor, Byron imdiately realized that sothing might be wrong with the monastery's library.
The other person initially helped aunties shift positions, likely not just to ease relationships, but also with so other undisclosed purpose.
For example: the disaster shifting east!
Personal will and "loyalty" conflicting, resulting in inconsistent behavior.
Just as Byron was about to ticulously examine this Blood Servant's mory to see what had happened in the library.
"Theresa, is this who you've chosen as the library administrator?
Are they all literate? Co with quickly, the library's shortfall is already very serious these days, we can't be without soone on duty."
At this mont, a much younger nun, whose abilities had reached the Third Order, hurriedly walked over, threw a word and dragged Margaret and them away.
Although Margaret and the others realized that sothing seed amiss, as prisoners, they had no bargaining chips.
They could only temporarily suppress the joy of hearing Byron's news again, following the other out of the textile workshop, arriving at the grand library deeper within the monastery.
Byron also quickly flapped his wings and followed them in.
This was far more bustling than imagined; aside from managing book borrowings, many nuns served the library by copying church scriptures and various texts.
During the Dark Millennium Era, the world had not yet witnessed printing technology, only handwritten books by monks existed.
Every monastery had rooms specifically for writing books, called: "Scriptorium."
Skilled monks used quill pens and parchnt, day by day, ticulously transcribing manuscripts.
Transcribing a book often took a skilled and diligent copyist several months.
At that ti, even in the families of Great Nobles, books were among the most valuable possessions, and even Dukes took pride in obtaining a book from the monastery.
Just look at the White Eagle Family's "Declaration of Independence" written in ink on parchnt, and you'd know such text's longevity was very limited, requiring periodic reconversion by copyists.
Mainly including Mass, hymns, scriptures, and various histories.
Certain heretical materials already thoroughly destroyed outside, or even hidden knowledge from the Mythological Era, might be stored in a monastery library.
Such a place was paradise for Tower Sequence Transcendent believers in "dispel darkness with knowledge."
Yet a massive accumulation of knowledge simultaneously ant a massive accumulation of risk.
The Sailing Logbook stated: "Soone said, we live on a calm little island nad Ignorance, surrounded by an endless black ocean.
Perhaps we should never have set sail from the start!"
My cousin Saranthe also said: "Two core survival taboos of the entire Eastern Continent:
First, all words must be known! Second, knowledge pursues humans, not the other way around!"
All indicating that to so extent, ignorance might be a blessing.
The secrets known by the Church were clearly far more than those Byron knew.
It was precisely this belief that led the Church into a bloody regi, initiating the suppression of knowledge dissemination, crushing all arts and science during the Dark Millennium.
Staff responsible for transcription in the monastery dealt daily with knowledge whose origins from hundreds or thousands of years ago from unknown entities, with occasional accidents not being unusual.
Usually, the risk was manageable under the Zero-Level Sacred Relic's suppression.
But Sister Marina's comnt that the library's shortage was already severe suggested a significant problem had recently occurred.
The aunties were led into a semi-open scriptorium, where paper, quill pens, and inkwells were already set up.
And the original manuscript needing transcription was laid out.
It's particularly noteworthy that the paper used for writing was no longer the costly parchnt, but sugar cane paper newly exported from Torrentfort to the Old Continent.
This cheap writing material was clearly gaining rapid popularity.
Sister Marina directed them to find seats and urged them to start working imdiately:
This task was personally instructed by a Saint residing at Holy See of the Saint Peter Cathedral.
It requires assistance from Traditional Faction monasteries to transcribe an extraordinary classic, which cannot be printed and must be handwritten by Transcendents to replicate.
Don't ask questions you shouldn't; you need to understand the task is urgent, and you must make haste in transcribing, ensuring quality completion.
The more you transcribe, the greater the reward."
Aunt Margaret and the others unfolded the deliberately fragnted paper pages before them.
It could only be roughly seen as a scripture praising Heaven, likely revealing its original form only once finally assembled and bound.
But Byron perched on the aunt's desk saw the real face through the Sailing Logbook—Forbidden Book "Gospel of Heaven":
"Source of knowledge [The Shackled Creator].
Certain followers closest to God sotis capture creator's missing knowledge during everyday ditation and prayer.
Over long ages, they pieced together fragnted knowledge bits into this Forbidden Book.
The text is brimming with positive energy, and everyone who has read this book claims to have received revelations, engaging in detailed conversation with a particular angel from Heaven.
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