Chapter 17: Journey (1)
Creak!
When the heavy iron door slowly opened, the air inside the archive flowed out.
A thick scent of dust, old paper, and a peculiar aroma from the thick books containing magic blended together, irritating the nostrils.
The marble floor, touched by cautious footsteps, felt quite cold. The magical torches lining the walls glowed faintly with a bluish light. The bookshelves illuminated by this glow gave off a mystical, mysterious aura.
“…This is beyond imagination.”
Dereck swallowed hard.
Books adorned with gold and purple were tightly packed.
The spines, etched with strange patterns he had never seen before, glowed faintly.
It was an incredible sight—it seemed impossible that such a place could exist in the world. A place like this would never be allowed for commoners.