Chapter 694: Scheming?

Little Nalan was bored and threw aside the book "The War of Gods and Demons" in her hand and muttered: "My father, we spend all day here, what are we looking for? Is it just to find the source of our witch's spiritual magic?"

"Well, it's just looking for this." Robben put down a book, took another book on the bookshelf, and continued to search.

"Then is it okay if we leave the hospital and the cafeteria behind?" Xiao Nalan took a step back and sat directly on the high pile of books, with her chin on her back, and she seemed to be unable to get interested at all.

Robben turned around and said, "My baby daughter, I remember I wanted you to stay in the hospital to help me watch. If anything happens, I will inform me immediately."

Little Nalan pouted: "What's the matter if I leave me there?"

Robben had no choice but to: "Okay, then you can wait patiently for a while, let's find some more books, and then go back to eat. How about it?"

Little Nalan immediately smiled, stood up, jumped off Robben's back, hugged Robben's shoulder with both hands behind her, stretched out her head and looked at the book in Robben's hand with curiosity: "What are we looking for? If you don't tell me, I won't come down."

Little Nalan hung on Robben's back, kicking both calves coquettishly, and constantly pulling Robben's body backwards.

Robben would not be defeated by this force, but just smiled and said, "I am indeed looking for the founder of the witches' spiritual magic, because there are some situations I want to figure out."

"But I don't know how long this magic has been used, so it's almost impossible to find the source. Moreover, there have always been very few records about our witches."

Robben closed the book in his hand, and his face was quite puzzled: "Indeed, this is the library of the Witch Training Camp, but... there are not many books that record the Witch's affairs. This... is really strange."

Robben and Nalan are now in a not-so-large library in the Witch Training Camp. Robben said he wanted to find some information, but Lar and Camut agreed and gave the key here. However, Robben had been searching here for a long time, but still couldn't find anything useful. Even there were very few books about Witch records. Even if there were, they would mention Witches by the way, or just describe things that everyone knew without any pain.

"It seems... the witches have very few records. Look, here records a large riot of the Dragon Eater thousands of years ago, as well as the history, development, and even body structure and food, etc., but... there are few records about the witches. The most described is the biography of the witch I found, which records some very outstanding witches in hundreds of years, but only a few hundred years... No matter how old the information is, there seems to be no information."

Little Nalan seemed to be slightly depressed: "We witches have not a high status... There are very few books that record our affairs. When I was in the Demon Palace, my mother rarely found a book about witches."

Robben nodded slightly, and he knew clearly this, but... the Dragon Eater is just a low-level intelligent creature that is raised. Because it is huge and is mostly docile. In addition to its amazing appetite, it is definitely a good labor force. Many residents of the demon world will use them as coolies. There are even detailed records of this kind. How could the witches not have it?

After looking at the dusty library, which was obviously no one came or cleaned, Robben only sighed. It seemed that the chance of finding something was not ordinary.

"Naran, where is the history of your witches? The historical descriptions of your witches I have seen in some books describing the history of the demon world are very vague, and there is even no at all. What the books say seems to be what you witches look like and live now."

Robben said as he took another book full of dust, blew the dust on it, and flipped it open.

"I don't know, no one has ever talked about this. When I was in the Demon Palace, I didn't go to see those things. I've been training here. I don't have the time to see history."

"Maybe it's time to ask your teacher for help. I thought it was not difficult to find, but now it seems...it seems to be a problem." Robben put the book in his hand back and patted the back of his hand, "Okay, let's go back and eat something, and then go find your two teachers."

Robben and Nalan returned to the hospital and asked if there were any serious injuries. After learning that there were not many injured today and they were all slightly injured, they went upstairs to eat.

Now this small four-story building is full of busy witches inside and out. Robben has left enough treatment books and can almost be managed. The most important thing every day is to teach some medical knowledge and update the recipes.

After lunch, Robben came to Lar and Camut to disturb him again. Coincidentally... or unfortunately, Lar had already gone out, and only Camut was there.

"What do you want to do?" Camut's eyes were unkind. Although he lost to Robben last time, Camut was obviously very unwilling to accept it.

Robben quickly smiled: "I'm not here to make trouble, you don't have to be nervous."

"I'm not nervous." Looking at Robben's smiling face, Camut felt angry and bumped up.

"I'm here just to think... Can you help me? Although the library is not too big, there are a lot of books. It seems that no one has cleaned it for a long time, and it's all dusty. It takes me a lot of time to find things, and I almost got nothing in the past half day."

"Don't you want me to clean it?"

"Ah no, of course, it's not that I just wanted to find some books about the Witch's records. Any books are OK, but I searched for a long time but almost couldn't find them. So, I wonder if you can find a witch who is familiar with it to help us find it?"

Camut was a little surprised: "What are you so passionate about our witch things?"

Scratching his head, Robben evaded: "It's nothing, I'm not saying it anymore, I just like to dig into the bottom line."

Camut snorted with dissatisfaction: "Forget it, since I don't want to say it, I'm too lazy to know, but there are very few records about our witches. I remember that the collections there are backups. Most of them are information and data storage when building this training camp. If you want to find some detailed records about our witches, you may not be able to find them there."

Robben immediately asked again: "Where can you find it?"

"Maybe some big shot would have such things at home, or there might be one in the Demon Palace. If you have a way to go to these places, you might be able to find them." Camut was already a little impatient.

“That’s it…”

Robben frowned slightly. There was no open library management organization like a library. Books were all personal collections. It was not easy to find those books in the training camp. If this were the case, it would be difficult to find the information you wanted.

"Okay, if there is nothing else, please come back, I'll go out to do business." Seeing that Robben didn't speak for a long time, Camuette simply took the guests away by himself.

"Well... that's disturbing." Robben didn't want to be too annoying, so he was about to say goodbye. However, after turning around, his eyes saw a book on the table beside Camut.

"The Witch's Record?"

Robben immediately walked back and reached out to pick up the book.

Camut, who thought Robben was about to leave, was already wearing a black robe and was about to go out, was shocked, and quickly stepped forward a few steps and grabbed one side of the book: "What do you want to do? Put down this book."

Robben couldn't help but be stunned. He just wanted to see this book, and Camut actually had such a big reaction.

"Can I... borrow this book and read it?" Robben asked tentatively.

"Of course not," Camut's answer was firm.

"Why? You promised me to help me find information and gave me the key to the library, but why don't you let me read the books here? I've been so hard at finding books about the Witch, but you keep some of them yourself. Isn't that reasonable?"

"This is Lar's book, I can't give it to you." Camut grabbed a corner of the book tightly.

Robben suddenly became suspicious.

"If it's Ms. Lar's, that would be even better. I think she is much easier to talk to. I'll take it away first. You can come back and tell her."

"No" Camut's attitude was very firm.

Robben glanced at the book in his hand a few times. The packaging of the book looked very new, but there were obvious signs of rebinding. Obviously, this book should be a bit old. The flesh inside was yellowed and the style was relatively old.

"Ms. Camut, I just want to see if there is any information I need. If this book is very precious, I can't take it away. Just read it here." Robben once again tried to convince Camut.

Camut shook his head without hesitation: "This book just doesn't work."

It was already very obvious that there seemed to be some secret hidden in this book, and Robben felt that it was more necessary to read it.

"I swear, I just want to see the information. If there is anything inconvenient to me, I will forget it soon."

"What you should forget is seeing this book." Camut's hand tightened even more when he grabbed the book.

The two were in a stalemate, and they were opened. Lar sighed and walked in: "Camute, you are simply saying that there are big secrets in this book. Why don't they want to read it?"

Camut was stunned when he heard Lal's words, and couldn't help but say in annoyance: "What are you still saying sarcastic words? Come and help."

Lar came over, looked at Robben, and said in a dilemma: "Robben, this book may not have anything you need, but it is a relatively important thing for us. If possible, can you let this book go?"

"I just want to know something about you witches, but I can't find any information anywhere. Please believe that I have no malice." Robben still worked hard to get it.

Just when the three of them were slightly stalemate, Xiao Nalan looked at the cover of the book and suddenly blinked and said, "Is this book... the one I have read before?"

For a moment, Robben, Camuette and Lar were both stunned.

"Naran, have you seen it?" Robben was surprised.

"I changed the cover, but... the side of the book has the mark I made..."

Robben was looking at this side, and when he looked at it, there were indeed a few strange marks on the side of the book.

"Naran, do you remember these contents?" Robben looked full of hope.

"Of course" Xiao Nalan answered a little excitedly.

Camuette and Lar were both slightly embarrassed because Robben had let go of his hand and took a step back with a smile.

Lar said with a slightly serious expression: "Naran, I have already told you about this matter, so I cannot tell anyone else."

Little Nalan stuck out her tongue: "Robben is not an outsider, let's talk about it... this is not a book we wrote. What's the matter? Robben won't say it."

Camut was obviously a little unhappy: "Naran, I found that after this Robben came, your attitude towards your teacher was much worse than before."

Little Nalan was stunned and said hurriedly: "Teacher, I'm not, I'm just..."

Robben interrupted Little Nalan gently: "I don't think we need to say anything about Nalan. She has completed all the trials and is a qualified witch warrior. Now, what she likes to do is her freedom. I also hope to do more for the witches here. And what she mentioned the most to me is your two teachers."

Gradually, Camut didn't even look at him, and little Nalan couldn't help but lower her head a little aggrieved.

Lar walked over and said to Little Nalan softly: "Naran, don't pay attention to her. She is sulking for nothing. You don't know this. The teacher knows that you have always cared about us. When we go to the cafeteria to order things, we can always get the dishes made by Robben himself. Is this your relationship?"

Little Nalan wiped her eyes: "Teacher, I..."

"Okay, the teacher knows it." Lar touched Xiao Nalan's head comfortingly, and then... handed the book to Xiao Nalan.

Camut was startled: "Lal"

Xiao Nalan was also a little puzzled: "Teacher, you are..."

Lar smiled helplessly: "Anyway, you will tell Robben, so take this book, but... you have to promise the teacher that the matters about this book must be kept confidential to everyone and cannot be disclosed, do you know?"

Robben knew that these words were actually for himself, and the interface replied: "I will definitely forget the information I need. Even if I need it, I will not say it to others. To be honest, I have no one to say it, and I don't know anyone here."

Lar just smiled and said, "I hope you can do this, otherwise, although we will not have any big deal, there will be trouble."

"I get it." Robben got the book from Little Nalan.

Robben returned to his hospital office, sat on a chair and opened the book. Little Nalan forced himself to Robben's single chair, staring curiously with Robben to read it with him.

"How old is this book?"

Robben opened the book and was surprised that in addition to the cover, the book was relatively new, and there were no thoughts on the pages inside. The pages were already blurred, and the pages of the whole book were traces of magic maintenance. But even so, the pages of the book were still very fragile. When they opened the first time, they accidentally tore a piece of it.

Xiao Nalan nodded in agreement: "When I was reading this book, I made a few marks to facilitate it, but I was scolded by the teacher. Once this book was thrown into the sky, it would be blown into pieces."

"Hmm..." Robben carefully turned the pages, "Naran, don't you feel crowded?"
To be continued...