Flip!

Lyla turned to the next page. It was a tattered-looking page that seemed like it would crumble at the slightest touch and displayed the many years it had endured. If she placed even a little more pressure on these pages, it looked like they would crumble and ruin all the countless letters that had laid there for ages. Thus, she turned the pages very carefully.

She was in an area where light softly seeped in. It was an area where sunlight didn’t reach and needed to be lit by an artificial light even in broad daylight. Thus, several candles shone in the area on top of a long desk.

Thump! She closed the book. Dust flew out, and Lyla waved the cloud of dust away with her hands. Then, she glanced at the book’s cover. She could feel its rough, worn-out leather cover that had lasted for centuries.

“Did you find anything?” She heard a voice from behind, and Lyla turned her head away from the book she was reading. Zich was walking towards her.

“You came?”

“I heard that you’ve been here since the early morning and came to check. I guess you really are a mage who can’t control her curiosity.”

“Is that something you should be saying?”

Although it was true that Lyla...