Arad's unruly savior

This mysterious existence has extraordinary means. It can deduce Shu Mo's true identity through various traces. Maybe he is one of the five monsters.

Even though the Mist God intentionally hid the connection between himself and Shu Mo, obscured Shu Mo's memory, and made her mistakenly believe that she was an unwanted child, the causal relationship between them always existed and could not be concealed.

Only a god-level method can conceal everything, but the God of Mist is obviously not one of them.

Ye Lin watched the recorders. Apparently, this matter had also caused heated discussions in the Star Turtle Library. Shu Mo’s true identity was truly shocking.

Many people watched Shu Mo grow up and regarded her as their own child, a lively and cheerful girl who had an extraordinary affinity for the fog.

I never thought that girl had such an amazing identity and was related to the greatest fog god in the divine world.

Some recorders strongly suggested that Grayson, the director of the Star Turtle Library, should bring Shu Mo back, as the child was in danger.

Even though the adventurer has done a favor for the White Sea Continent and is trustworthy, the God of Mist is related to the civilization foundation of the entire God Realm and cannot be taken lightly. It is a matter of great importance, so it is better for him to come back.

Grayson is at the same realm as the Navigator, just a step away from transcendence, and his magical attainments are extremely powerful, and are said to be comparable to Mal before he transcended.

However, even until his hair turned gray and his blood was exhausted, he still hadn't taken that step, and now it's almost hopeless to break through.

"But Grayson didn't mean that." The curator nodded softly, "He overcame all objections and said that this was Shu Mo's path to growth and the instruction of the God of Mist."

The implication is that Grayson seems to trust the adventurer very much.

The director was also hinting that the people in the Star Turtle Library were all non-aggressive, and that everyone was genuine in their kindness to Shu Mo. The old woman who couldn't help but reveal the details of her life was still regretting it.

As he was speaking, a constellation turtle the size of a millstone swam over and stood in front of Ye Lin, blinking its spiritual eyes. The turtle had six claws and a piece of paper in its mouth.

"For me?" Ye Lin asked, and the Constellation Turtle immediately nodded.

Ye Lin took the note and unfolded it. The words on it were actually from the continent of Arad. It said, "Please sit on this constellation turtle. It will take you to my office." The signer was Grayson.

Ye Lin did not hide his true face. Curator Grayson possessed the knowledge of the divine world, was extremely powerful, and had unique secret treasures. He must have known that he was an adventurer from the outside world.

The curator also glanced at the contents of the note, then smiled and said that he would go and take care of some work first, and said that Curator Grayson was a kind-hearted old man who was deeply respected by everyone.

Sugarcane nodded, then quickly grabbed a handful of the plump, peach-shaped flesh under the purple dress, and hinted to the curator: "I brought you a gift. Prepare some more bread in the evening."

The curator immediately gave her seductive eyes, whose tender gazes could turn steel into something soft and pliable, and she said, "You'd better say that this is a real gift."

She won't have to eat dinner tonight, she'll have lava puffs instead.

As the top three in the overall combat power list, the curator is very indulgent towards Sugar Cane and lets her perform daily tasks, not only because of her strong love for her, but also because she herself has tasted the sweetness of it.

She had been in the Star Turtle Library for some time, and every day when it was time for a mission, she would feel a little strange in her body.

Sugarcane reached out his hand to Held's slender waist without leaving a trace, but was avoided by Held indifferently.

Warn him not to make any moves on a widow, as you will be met with hostility in the more stubborn Star Turtle Library... unless I agree to stop being a widow and date you.

Ganzhe sighed helplessly. Unlike Xiaoyu and the curator who had a more "all-match" mentality, Held was very independent and had never had a threesome with others so far.

Even the original and the substitute were not together, and all Held, Coach 3, Coach 4, etc. were exactly the same. Held was not opposed to doing awkward things, often with a cold face but reluctant, and he could also be allowed to pose in a few positions, but he would never serve with others.

The star tortoise flapped its six legs and rose slowly. There was space magic inside the library. The way up was filled with densely packed books and divine texts. Bookshelves slowly floated in the air, surging with magical power, protecting the ancient books from decay and immortality.

The library's recorders came and went on star turtles, and some capable recorders stood in the air, holding paper and pen, looking particularly cool.

Ye Lin rode the star tortoise up ten thousand meters and estimated the number of books here, which he estimated to be half of the ancient library.

There was an open door at the top of the library. Ye Lin thanked the star turtle that was carrying him and stuffed it with a "Deer Cake". He walked into the door and a rather elegant room immediately came into view.

The room was not big, only about ten square meters. On both sides were old brown bookshelves filled with books. In the middle sat an old man wearing a white robe and with a beard down to his waist. Next to him was an old constellation turtle with eyebrows one foot long. They were all very old and there was a pot of fresh green plants on the table.

Ye Lin's eyes narrowed, and he realized that the old man in front of him was Grayson, the former protector of Qian Hai Tian's land, a legendary figure whom Shu Mo respectfully called "Grandpa".

It can be said that as long as Grayson is present, no matter how arrogant and domineering a strong man is, he has to give him face.

However, Grayson was coughing up blood at this moment. The bright red blood dyed half of his beard red and fell onto his robe, like dots of blood plums.

"I couldn't go to greet you and could only send you a note. I'm really sorry, but my health doesn't allow it." Grayson tried to smile, and his eyes looked weak.

"It's okay, what's wrong with you?" Ye Lin asked.

Grayson, the protector of the Earth Realm, is nearly a thousand years old and has experienced many events, both large and small, in the God Realm. Although he has not witnessed the distant Battle of the White Sea, it is said that he has received guidance from Mal, so in a sense, he is half his senior brother.

It is speculated that the reason why Grayson went against the majority's opinion and did not let Shu Mo come back was because he had his own existence among the adventurers.

"I was looking for someone who entered the Star Turtle Library and asked about Shu Mo's life. I got some information and fought with him, but failed to keep him." Grayson coughed again, and his life breath was not normal.

Although the mysterious man only asked for Shu Mo's life details and did not show any hostility towards the Star Turtle Library, we must be vigilant about this matter.

He can quietly enter the barrier island supported by the Constellation Spirit Turtle and kill everyone in an instant.

"I suspect it is the most mysterious of the five monsters," Grayson said.

Ursula, Yaksha, Mahnava, Largo, besides them there is another terrifying big demon, but even the Hermit does not know its details. During the battle of the White Sea Seal, the opponent exuded an extremely terrifying aura, comparable to the Hermit, but did not make much move, and was eventually sealed into the land of disaster together.

"Where's that white-stockinged shota?" Ye Lin frowned. He remembered that Mal's boyish form should be in Qianhai Tiangong. Could it be that his street-dwelling addiction had kicked in?

Even if Little Mal does not have the combat power of the real Mal that reaches the peak of the Transcendent Realm, he should be able to protect Grayson.

He had already seen that Grayson had sustained damage to his vital organs and was now only barely hanging on to life. He might die soon.

White silk shota?

Grayson was stunned. Could he be talking about Lord Mal's juvenile body? Lord Mal...it really seemed to be.

"Lord Mal fell into a trap to lure the tiger away from the mountain. Strictly speaking, it is not a trap to lure the tiger away from the mountain."

Grayson paused and said, "The body of the weirdo Fender has been taken away." (End of this chapter)