I follow my guide deeper inside the chamber of knowledge, past the gigantic tapestry that depicts the system.
Yet in passing, I see how the scholars are apparently working on sothing else.
At first, I'm confused about this flat plate, but then I start making out distinct mark points and realize it's showing the topography of the surface.
Yeah, that could be convenient to have.
However, this isn't my purpose for being here.
I continue trailing behind this one scholar and Dimion, who walk at a brisk pace in front of .
Then, after a while, they stop.
(E)
(L)
He sounds distinctly proud about this fact.
Well, I guess there are many working at Tarsona's library who are the sa about it.
(D)
Okay.
Well, as weird as this is, I guess this works out.
Yet I have a bit more of a practical problem here.
(D)
It seems like I was spot on, the way he appears to be all flustered now.
(E)
(T)
At the last word, Toris giggles to himself.
Yet I can't help but notice this insectile pitch to it.
(D)
(T)
He's really speaking far too intelligently.
I an, I know he was a smart kid, always fascinated with weird stuff, but that doesn't make him an intellectual.
Also, did I just hear right?
(E)
(T)
(D)
(E)
(T)
Sigh.
Why am I even trying to keep all those crazies from mutating their bodies?
It's like they see , with my weird super breeder adjustnts, and are all 'Hey, let's just jump behind her!".
Damn, at this point it doesn't matter getting riled up over this.
(T)
I guess those pheromone pods can be very exciting.
At least, they're far more intense than reading papers.
(E)
(D)
Huh.
Is this preserving of knowledge a favorable instance of hers or does the fact that she basically stole it outweigh it?
Well, in any case, I should get started.
I walk up to the pod Toris pointed at, break the seal, and perceive the sll of pheromones.
Just before losing all touch with reality, as all my mind gets overwheld by a story of old.
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