Chapter 10: The Beginning of Everything

The only certainty is that it is right "here"

This state of picking up and putting down continued until the five hundredth book, when Ulysses opened a few torn pages resembling notes that were attached to the back of "Ancient Language Magic Era Research Materials."

It seemed that she had just gotten out of bed, as she was only wearing a purple nightgown, with intricately crafted ribbons hanging by her ears, which could be considered her only adornment at the moment

"Sister Mira, I am no longer a child." For that address to Mira, Ulysses always felt a bit awkward. He had already chosen his ideals and had begun to truly work hard; he was no longer that kind of reckless child.

Where exactly is "here"? This study is filled with several bookshelves, containing more than one thousand books in total. Among these books, which one is the one he desires?

So, can you tell me what kind of book it is? Mira does not remember any interesting new books recently added to the study. What kind of book could be so captivating for little You that he would come here so late?

Mira... Ulysses, feeling a bit embarrassed, turned his head while pressing his hand against his eyes, and as expected, he saw that serene and gentle smile.

"Discrimination of Races on the Continent of the Dark Ages" is not the case!

"We can talk about this when you grow taller than me. How are Xia Xia and Xiao Ya doing?" Mira quietly kicked Kaka, who had already fulfilled his role and should not appear anymore, signaling him that he could go back to sleep.

The answer "book" is clearly beyond Mira's expectations. This answer is simply too ordinary, so ordinary that it should not be the cause of such a strange action. The Xiao You she knows would not run to her house in the middle of the night over something like this

By common sense, the act of intruding into the treasure house of a residence without the owner's consent can be considered "theft." However, Ulysses is special; he is a "special" guest in this house, allowed to enter at any time. The secret path leading to the library can even be said to have been left for him, La Xia, and Yu Liya.

When Ulysses found it, the world seemed to stand still

Is that so? Then that's good, Xiao You. Now, let me ask you once more, what brings you to my house at such a late hour? Mira gazed into Ulysses' eyes, as if seeking some answer there, an answer that was anything but ordinary

The large dog, expelled by its master, emitted a vague sound, as if protesting or warning someone, and then obediently left the study, leaving Ulysses and Mira alone in the room, less than one meter apart, in the deep of night

In the distant sky, the brilliance of countless stars rejoices, automatically converging together to form a splendid sea of stars above Mira Village. Endless radiance descends from the heavens, as if bestowing infinite blessings of the stars upon this small village

On such a night, there is only one woman in the entire Mira Village who can speak in such a gentle voice and make such casual jokes with him—Miss Mira, the only young lady of Mira Village.

That book ... ... that book ... ... seemed to be lured by something, as Ulysses repeated this phrase over and over again, then casually flipped through the collection of books at Mira's home.

One precious book after another was set down by Ulysses, all of which were things he did not need. Yet what he truly needed, he did not know himself

However, he clearly has no secrets to hide. Growing up in Mira Village, living an ordinary life with his sister Yuliya and childhood friend Lasha, how could he have any special secrets to conceal

Mira felt that Xiao You was somewhat strange today, completely unlike his usual self. Especially now, as he flipped through the books, he did not resemble a boy who loved reading, but rather a child lost on the path of life

For many people, and for many existences, a moment of stillness, a time that has been preserved, serves as a dividing point from which to once again begin to flow.

For him, that "book" is special, extraordinary, and even filled with temptation. Therefore, he is here now, at this inappropriate time, in this dark hour.

Ulysses nodded affirmatively, which certainly did not imply a lie; he was almost certain that the reason he had come here was due to a certain "book"

The Epic of the Heroic King

I do not know why, but I suddenly want to read a book. What Ulysses said is undoubtedly the truth, without any hint of falsehood

Although he did not even know what kind of book it was, what it was about, or what it looked like, upon arriving here, in this study filled with precious books, he felt this way

They are doing well, especially La Xia. Mira, you should know that this afternoon she just... In front of Mira, Ulysses always unconsciously begins to relax. For some reason, being gazed at by those sea-blue eyes gives him a strange sense of discomfort, as if some secret of his has been seen through.

There should be, there should be a more special reason. For example, night raids, night raids, and so on.

The continuous chirping of insects around suddenly ceased, replaced by a deep silence. Kaka, who had been dozing at the door, opened his eyes wide in astonishment, staring in disbelief at the study behind him

The Theory of Continental Origins and the Rise of the Dragon Clan

Although he chose a path that children in an ordinary village would not consider, he appeared somewhat distant from others; however, he did not regret his choice. Yet, in Mira's eyes, it seemed that neither he nor Lasha and Yuliya had truly grown up.

The Beginning and Intensification of the Continental Unification War

That book is ... ... '' Ulysses did not know how to express himself. Because, until now, he still did not know what that book looked like or where it was located

"Xiao You, what brings you here so late?" Mira gently patted Kaka's head beside her, inquiring curiously about the uninvited guest who had come at night

Beneath the solitary tree on the back mountain of Mira Village, the remnants of the twin swords stand quietly, slowly beginning to recover under the illumination of countless stars