Chapter 61: The Ancient Mystery
After leaving the blacksmith’s shop, Leon was riding his bicycle past the library when he unconsciously stopped to admire the building. It occupied a vast area, yet its exterior carried a charming vintage style—green walls, a purple roof, and hanging plants draped everywhere. He parked his bicycle under the wooden porch beneath the museum window.
Pushing open the library’s main doors, Leon saw the front desk at the far end of the hall, and behind it sat a bespectacled man with a mustache, reading a book.
Leon let his gaze wander further. The library was large, but the space immediately visible upon entering felt limited. To the right, nearly all the open space was filled with rows of bookshelves.
Although Lewis had mentioned that the library’s exhibits had been swept away by the previous curator, it seemed that the runaway curator hadn’t cared much for books. From Leon’s perspective, the shelves were still crammed full, with only a few small gaps here and there.
“Hello, sir. Is there anything I can help you with?”
The current librarian, noticing Leon’s arrival, put down his book, stood, and asked.
“No, sir. I’m just looking around,” Leon replied.
The librarian gave Leon a quick once-over. “You must be the new farmer everyone in town has been talking about lately.”
“How did you guess?” Leon asked curiously.