The first and second floors were full of books. There were so many books that they stank.
But there was nothing but a faint fragrance in this room.
The Holy Lady of Light was quite beautiful. She had red hair and green eyes that were as passionate as fire, but there was purity in her eyes.
She was petite, and her face was still young. She couldn't be more than fifteen years old.
However, this was very normal. The first requirement for the Saintess of most lawful churches was to be pious, and the second requirement was to be a virgin.
Also, the Holy Ladies were the faces of the churches, so they had to be not only pious but also beautiful.
Before, the Church of Light didn't care much about the Holy Lady's looks as long as she was pious and capable enough.
But decades ago, there was a conference of the Lawful Churches that was initiated by the gods to discuss the tolerance of the churches.
After all, some religions had conflicts with other religions.
Both the pope and the Holy Lady had to attend.
A dozen churches gathered at the periphery of the Elf Forest. The Holy Ladies of the other churches were all as beautiful as flowers, but the Holy Lady of the Church of Light was plain.
And she didn't seem to be much more capable than the other Holy Ladies.
They were humiliated for several years. The other churches secretly laughed at the Church of Light for not being able to find a beautiful and capable girl despite having so many people.
After that, the plain-looking Saintess could have sat in the position of Saintess for nearly ten more years. However, in less than three years, she applied for 'resignation'.
Because those rumors had also reached her ears.
For the reputation of the Church of Light, she resigned on her own.
She went to be a bishop outside.
Later, the Church of Light chose another Holy Lady, who was also very beautiful.
The little Saintess looked at Roland, nodded slightly, and smiled politely.
Then, she looked at Schuck with bright eyes. "Mr. Saint Samurai, is this the friend you mentioned?"
Schuck nodded. "Yes, my good friend. We're very close."
"Got it." The Holy Lady of Light took out a thick book from the desk drawer and put it on the table. "I'll go downstairs and clean up the bookshelves for half an hour. Help yourselves."
After that, the Holy Lady stood up and left the room.
Roland walked over and opened the book. It was indeed a spell model.
He didn't rush to read it. Instead, he flipped through the pages and used the system's camera function to save the spell nodes.
Schuck waited quietly on the side.
About ten minutes later, Roland finally finished the whole book.
Roland wasn't quite satisfied, but he didn't ask Schuck to read more books.
What the Holy Lady said and her departure suggested that Schuck was helping him with his power as a Saint Samurai. Otherwise, the Holy Lady wouldn't have shown the spell model to Roland.
Roland was very grateful to Schuck, but some things were better kept in mind than spoken out.
"Done?" asked Schuck.
Roland nodded and said, "They've all been photographed. Go back and slowly study and analyze them. I'm going back to Delpon. "
"Don't you want to stay here for a few days?" asked Schuck.
Roland shook his head. "That's not necessary. I just want to learn spells now."
Schuck sighed. "You're becoming more and more like a pure Mage."
"Is it not good? It's a synonym for rationality. "Roland felt that he was in a good state.
He was full of curiosity and was much more active than before.
"I don't know if it's good or bad." Schuck thought for a moment and said, "But people will always change. The difference between fast and slow, just let nature take its course."
As they talked, they left the room and went downstairs.
Then, they saw that the Holy Lady was really cleaning the bookshelves. She saw Schuck and Roland from the corner of her eyes and turned around with a smile as a greeting.
Then, she continued to clean the bookshelves.
Schuck led Roland out of the grand library, only to see a red-haired girl in a white dress glaring at them angrily with her hands on her hips.
Schuck walked down and asked curiously, "Margret, why are you here? Didn't I tell you to stay at home?"
"I thought you were here to chat with the Holy Lady." Margret looked at Roland. "It seems that you didn't lie to me. You're indeed entertaining a friend."
Schuck was amused.
Roland, on the other hand, smelled something sour.
Dragons and their knights were telepathically connected. They could sense each other's location even if they were thousands of kilometers apart.
So, when Schuck came to the grand library, Margret, who had been at home but had sensed Schuck's general location, came to catch him.
Schuck walked over and touched the girl's head. She had been unhappy at first, but after Schuck touched her head a few times, her expression immediately changed, and her eyebrows curved.
Then, Schuck took Roland out of the city.
On the empty meadow outside of the city, Roland said, "Okay, you don't have to see me off. I'm going back."
"Teleport back?" asked Schuck.
"No, this place is too far from Delpon. I don't have enough mana," said Roland helplessly. "I'll fly half the distance first and then teleport back."
"How long will it take?"
Roland estimated and said, "No more than a day."
Schuck sighed. "That's fast, even faster than my Margret."
At this moment, Margret, who had been in a good mood, was immediately displeased. "I don't believe you. You're bragging, human."
Roland tilted his head and looked at Schuck.
At this moment, cunningness flashed in Schuck's eyes. He found it rather amusing. "Why don't we compete?"
"Let's compete!"
Margret shouted and jumped to the side. With a flash of red light, she turned from a human girl into a red dragon in less than ten seconds.
Schuck jumped onto Margret's back.
Roland sighed. In fact, he didn't want to compete.
But Schuck patted Margret's back lightly at this moment. Margret understood and immediately flapped her wings. She took a few steps and flew at a very fast speed, reaching the maximum flying speed of a dragon in a short time.
"I'm the fastest after all."
While Margret was thinking that, a shadow suddenly appeared next to her. When she looked again, she saw that it was Roland.
And Roland's speed was still slowly increasing.
Margret, who didn't want to lose, flapped her wings desperately, but to no avail.
She could only watch Roland get faster and faster, swallowed and spurted by the spatial bubbles. In less than three minutes, he turned into a black spot on the horizon.
Not even a shadow could be seen.
Margret slowed down and hovered in midair.
Her aggrieved voice came to Schuck's head through the mental channel of the dragonrider contract.
"That's not fair. He didn't use flying spells at all."
Schuck laughed and replied, "But he did fly away in the air, and at a rather astonishing speed. Margret, I've always told you that human beings are generally very strong and have many geniuses. Don't underestimate them in the future, or you won't even know why you're at a disadvantage one day. "
After a long time, Margret's somewhat resentful voice came over. "I got it. I won't underestimate human beings in the future, okay?"
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