The water flow washed away the broken stone slabs, and the handwriting on it gradually became clear. When you return to the desk and re-translate the content, it was still about energy shaping, but this was incomplete, and it could even be said to be just a corner.

But the above content is worth noting. For Donald, these lost stone slabs are things that contain treasures. If you have the chance, you naturally cannot miss it.

Touching the back of Finger's spine, who was lowering his head to eat, Donald thought about the origin of the broken stone slab and took out the illustrations he bought at the sea market last night. He followed the previous catalog and found no name of any creature that could be related to the toad. The following books were also unavailable.

"No, I was wrong. The toad appeared in the rivers in Demingham. This is a freshwater river. It is not a marine life... Where will it live in its size?"

Donald regretted that he could not buy a map of Demingham in advance and came back. He looked at the sun setting west outside. There was still time. He cleaned up briefly, stuffed the stones under the bed, and went out to borrow the map from the library.

"In the third row of bookshelf, you should be able to see geographical signs. Walking in, you will find the collection of the map. There are many types of maps. If it is just in the city of Demingham, you have to pay attention to the production date. After all, the city changes every year."

After asking the librarian's location, Donald quickly walked over.

These map reels were put together and Donald had to open them one by one to see the production date, and just as he twitched the map reel, he noticed something was wrong.

The absorption of Mineyato's remnant soul made Donald extremely sensitive to negative energy. He felt the negative energy in the air, closed his eyes, and with his body's perception, he walked there with the scroll he had just found.

Behind several bookshelfs near the library, there are several round tables. Compared with the rows of tables and chairs outside, this place is not only remote. Donald only felt that the temperature was lower when he stepped into this range. He noticed that these tables faced the window on the other side of the library, and the sunset spread through the window frame and the floor to the tabletop.

It does not bring people the golden calmness that brings people the afterglow, but a dim depressing feeling. Donald believes that it is not the sunshine that has changed, but the atmosphere here is affecting personal thinking.

Just like in a haunted house, no matter what you see, you will subconsciously cast a layer of horror.

"Strange, it can't be because of the location..."

The three desktops in front of him were nothing unusual. Donald turned his back to the bookshelf, opened his spiritual vision, swept over one after another, and finally stopped on the desktop in the middle.

There were some traces of residual lines, just some short lines, and there was not much connection in the middle. Donald walked to this point and noticed that there was a circle surrounding the center of the table, like a lump of oil stains. He rubbed his fingers and then placed it under his nose.

Wax oil, someone has lit candles here.

Of course, this is not a story of reading at night. In fact, the library of Royal Deloring is not open 24 hours a day and will be closed at 10 o'clock in the evening.

No matter how much I want to read a book, the mechanical street lights at the night of Royal Deloring will not go out. It is much better to find a garden or a corridor than to turn into an empty and quiet library to light candles.

"It can't be a psychic ritual... Young people nowadays like to play this kind of game? Looking at the state, they still succeed, otherwise these negative energy would not appear."

But what does this have to do with Donald? He just took a look at it in a curiosity. Whether these young people are psychic or not and whether they succeed has nothing to do with him. He still doesn't disturb the elegant nature of these young people.

He returned with the scroll. Not long after, around the table, a girl stepped timidly into this area. She held a wet handkerchief in her hand, looked around and confirmed that no one was looking at her. Then she plucked up the handkerchief to wipe the mark on the table.

First, the scattered wax oil, then the handkerchief rubbed against the marks that ordinary people could not see at all.

Bang ~

Behind the girl, a book suddenly fell from the bookshelf, colliding with the ground, making a dull sound, which made her petite body tremble uncontrollably. She turned around with a pale face, and went forward silently to pick up the book. Who knew that as soon as her hand reached out, the page that had been spread out because of the fall suddenly began to flip until a certain page stopped.

"Accept...I'm sorry, I didn't call you out on purpose, I just, just...I'm sorry!"

He hurriedly picked up the book and stuffed it back on the bookshelf. The girl had a pale face and kept muttering something. When she walked out of the bookshelf, she accidentally bumped into several people coming from the other side.

"Hey, you guy, don't you watch when you walk...he, little sister, aren't you injured?"

The very upset young man frowned and was about to scold him, but suddenly he saw the girl who bumped into him, the doll-like face and pretty figure, which made people feel cute from the bottom of their hearts.

"sorry."

The girl was a little panicked. She was not used to talking to people. She lowered her head and apologized and prepared to leave.

"Hey, don't leave. I'm going to review, but I don't understand many questions. How about you teach me?"

The young man was obviously not going to let her go like this, and raised his hand and pressed her shoulder to pull him. Who knew that the girl turned around and bit his wrist, causing him to let go and ran away without looking back.

"Damn, you dare to bite me!"

The young man roared and raised his legs and was about to catch up. The girl's running speed took only a few seconds... but he still didn't raise his foot.

Because someone called him again, his voice was erratic, but it was very soft and had a numbing meaning.

Turning around to face the bookshelf where the girl had just come out, he put a smile on his face and went in.

**

Donald looked for a detailed map of Demingham, which marked all the places, so that if you meet any unknown places in the future, you can check them. He also asked specifically that because of the staff's ID, this map is not worth the money, and there will be new maps updated every once in a while, so it is fine even if you take them back and use them for your own use.

"The three major lakes in Demingham, two in Tallinn and one in Xialinn. At that time, I saw a toad that was traveling out of the Tallinn area. So, exclude the lakes in Xialinn... Finger, don't take my pen."

After raising Finger who had finished eating, he hugged him into his arms. Donald used a pen to find the location of the waterwheel workshop in the ready-made garment workshop on the map, circled it out with a pen, and then pushed it upwards along the river. He found that this was a tributary, and the main river flowing in could be traced back to two large lakes in the Tallinn area.

This is a bit troublesome. Judging from the scale in the map and the measurement of the lake area on the map, these two are large lakes. If you want to find something in such a lake, you don’t have to think about it if you have no special method alone.

Put down the pen, this matter can only be put on hold for the time being, and we will continue to try it when there is a better way in the future.

Next, we will focus on making inscription scrolls. Tomorrow is Friday, and we will go to the sea market in the early morning. We will do more this time. Donald always feels that he still has too few spells. After all, he is a wild path. Before he can find the organization, he has to find more spell scrolls to complete his own spell matching.

It is still the Wolfhound inscription. After learning about its significance to Demingham's fleet, Donald had a great motivation to thoroughly study this inscription.

Let’s practice with some basic inscriptions first.

Dongdongdongdongdong~

When Donald finished the third scroll of Swift Inscription and was about to turn to the Wolfhound inscription, a knock came from the door.

Stopped the pen in his hand, Donald frowned in displeasure, and his concentration was interrupted, and he was a little unhappy.

"who?"

"It's me, Marina Cook, about learning experimental operations, I'll help you find a suitable teaching partner."

Donald packed up the scroll and put it in a wide drawer in the middle of the desk. The importance of talent potions is now the first priority.

"Thank you very much, what is the name of that person? Do he have any conditions? I am a novice and just know the level of fur, so it is best to start with the basics in teaching."

When he opened the door, Marina stood at the door.

"Yes, I will start with some basic common sense."

Marina glanced at the room behind Donald, and there was nothing special, and then spoke.

"What...you teach me?"

If I remember well, the lady in front of me who looks a few years older than me should be a teacher at Royal Deloring. She is willing to teach someone who knows nothing?

"Do you think there is something wrong with my teaching ability?"

Marina frowned. In terms of personal abilities, any external distrust and doubt would make her unhappy.

"Of course not, but I think you and your father are teachers and professors of Royal Delorin. Will you be free?"

"You don't have to worry about this. In fact, I have the conditions. My father said that the dishes you brought to him just now are amazing. I tried some, which is really extraordinary. I don't want any reward. I hope you can provide some more, or tell me the source of the ingredients and how to make them."

There are many reasons why Marina chose to be this teacher herself. What she said was that she asked for more toad meat was just one of the reasons. She wanted to know why Donald, a VIP in the ready-to-wear shop, chose to come here to be an assistant teacher.

Is it really as my father said to cover up his identity as a wizard?

Or is there any unspeakable purpose?

"That's not a matter of practice, but the meat itself has effect on the human body. I told Professor Cook that it is a kind of creature overseas. I went to his house to cut it myself this afternoon. When you saw me at the garment shop today, you should have noticed that I was carrying a package in my hand, which contained the meat. The bloody smell on my body is the best proof. The manager of the garment shop knew my friend and he also got a part of it, and I also obtained the identity of a VIP."
Chapter completed!