Four Split Personalities

"There’s nothing there, at least as far as I remember, that place indeed had nothing just now."

The young girl curved her lips with interest, then, under Motan’s astonished gaze, briskly walked toward the door, saying with a grin, "So, it’s obviously an invitation."

Motan nervously swallowed, staring at the wooden door that didn’t look too suspicious, reminding, "But it could also be a trap."

"Yeah, of course."

Double Leaf shrugged nonchalantly, playfully turning to wink at Motan, "So if you’re scared, you don’t have to follow."

Although he had already walked around this level, Motan clearly didn’t want to stay alone in this restricted book area where unexpected things could happen at any moment, and he also knew Double Leaf would never abandon exploring that wooden door just to accommodate him, after all...

[If she could actually hold back, wouldn’t all my efforts go to waste~]

In the moment Double Leaf turned her head back, a smile flickered in Frank Hughes’ eyes as he let out a deep sigh, dragging his heavy steps to catch up with her, "Please ensure..."

"Protect you, right? I know, I know, such a cowardly big man behaving like this without feeling ashamed."

Double Leaf impatiently waved her hand, and then a Mage’s hand, composed entirely of earth elements, dark, solid, thick, and constantly crumbling, appeared in front of her, grabbing the door handle and pulling it open lightly.

And then it was pulled open just like that with no fuss.

"Of course, after all, whether it’s an invitation or a trap, if people can’t get in, it makes no sense."

Casually setting up a multi-attribute elemental shield on herself and Frank behind her, activating three [Arcane Eye]s and two layers of [Arcane Wisdom] promptly, Double Leaf clicked her tongue and walked briskly into the room behind the door, then sat down on the nearest high-backed chair, whistling at the human man sitting across, engrossed in a book, appearing around forty years old, slightly chubby and balding, "Hey, chubby~"

Motan, following Double Leaf into the room, instantly froze, then quickly bowed to the balding chubby man before her, "I apologize, sir. Please trust that my partner means no harm; she’s just..."

"A bit straightforward."

Double Leaf lazily interrupted Motan, smiling at the middle-aged man who seemed unaware of anyone entering, "You look a lot like my first love boyfriend. Though he was bald, lecherous, ugly, reclusive, fat, had a foul mouth, lazy, and died young, I still loved him deeply, so seeing you brought back those memories, and I accidentally mentioned my affectionate nickname for him upon seeing you. Alas... wonder how Brother Tan is doing over there, if he misses me."

Frank Hughes immediately looked at Double Leaf with a gaze filled with shock and horror; it was his first time hearing of this girl’s deep love for a first love boyfriend, and from her description, that boyfriend didn’t seem like a proper person.

Yet the man in noble attire, whose bald head reflected soft light, continued reading silently as if he hadn’t heard a thing.

"Could you conveniently tell me your name? I am Double Leaf, a scholar in the City of Miracles. This gentleman is Frank Hughes, very proficient at pooping, and as for my first love, who has a strong resemblance to you... sigh, his name was Tan Dalang, and his health never was good."

Double Leaf covered her cheeks with a sorrowful expression, murmuring, "Even though I brewed herbal remedies for him every day those years, that child still passed away on the night of his seventh birthday."

[Goodness! Weren’t you and that Brother Dalang a bit too precocious? Who dies on their seventh birthday, he’s still just a child! If you didn’t like him, just break up, why did you have to kill him? Poor Dalang! At least be humane, you woman!]

While casting a suspicious glance at Double Leaf seemingly trapped in nostalgia, Motan inwardly unleashed a subtle yet polite critique.

Just then, the man seated at the only desk in the room finally looked up, using his pale gray eyes to gaze at Double Leaf. After a while, he spoke in a flat, emotionless voice, "Hello, madam."

"Hello, chubby!"

Double Leaf immediately brightened up, shaking her little hand energetically, "Honestly, although this three-no-attributes thing is quite cute, on a bald uncle like you, it really is a bit off-putting, making me want to curse MMP impulsively."

"You can call me Book Spirit."

The man showed no reaction to Double Leaf’s mockery, continuing in his flat tone, "Based on your recent reading records, Lady Double Leaf, I believe you are highly likely to understand my meaning, and my existence."

"Book Spirit?"

Double Leaf was slightly taken aback, frowning, "You mean, you are the manager of this library?"

"Not at all."

The man claiming to be ’Book Spirit’ shook his head, closing the contentless ’book’ in his hand, "To be precise, my birth was purely an accident."

"Your parents weren’t safety-conscious..."

Double Leaf raised an eyebrow, casually throwing a jest.

"An interesting joke. I think Lady Double Leaf, you should know such existences as I do not have so-called ’parents,’ but strictly speaking, the library that nurtured me can certainly be considered my ’parent.’"

Understanding jokes yet seemingly disliking them, Book Spirit meticulously stated, "My investigation indicates that I was likely born due to the excessive number of books related to mysticism in this library, condensing me into ’a substance’ amidst the omnipresent roaming elements, while the researchers’ desires for knowledge and inquiries have shaped my ’personality.’"

Double Leaf turned to glance at Motan, "Did you understand?"

"Somewhat."

Motan shrugged, shaking his head, "But most of it, no."

Double Leaf pulled a wry smile, nodding in understanding, "I figured."

"Please have a seat, Mr. Frank Hughes."

Book Spirit calmly spoke, and a chair identical to the high-backed one beneath Double Leaf suddenly appeared behind Motan.

"Thank you."

Politely expressing gratitude to the man before him, Frank Hughes smoothly seated himself.

"So, you weren’t created by human hands as a tool to help manage this library, but rather a self-born independent entity of the atmosphere."

Double Leaf curiously examined the man before her, probing, "Am I to understand that, to this library, you are a superfluous entity without permissions, like... a slightly more respectable earth bind spirit than typical wandering ghosts?"

"Unaware of the meaning of ’earth bind spirit.’

Book Spirit furrowed his brows, then returned to his flat demeanor, "But in some sense, you can indeed perceive me as a parasitic entity of this library."

Double Leaf chuckled, her pretty eyes crinkling into adorable crescents, "Then, is there something you needed from us, Mr. Book Spirit?"

"I didn’t seek you out."

Book Spirit shook his head, blandly correcting, "You found me?"

"Found you?"

"Yes."

"Could you elaborate?"

"The library is a place for scholars, and as one dependent on the library, I embody the same attribute: when your desire for the unknown becomes intense enough, you resonate with me, born of such desire, thereby establishing a sort of bond between reality and illusion."

"So we ended up here?"

"Thus, you arrived here."

"Heh... Keeping things half-hidden, aren’t you? This chubby isn’t well-behaved, is he~"

Chapter 1166: End

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