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Matters Of The Throne

"Hold on..." The rustling of falling clothes magnifies under the silence of the night. Lying in the midst of torn corpses and bloody soil the couple entwines under the moon. Protected only by the clothes spread out beneath her the young woman shivers. Feeling the touch of his slippery tongue running across the curve of her back. "Wait." She murmurs... "I can't." The man answers as callused hands slip into the fabrics of her dress. It's not that, she tries but unable to express. "They're... watching..." The man laughs instead, "is this another way for you to reject me?" No. That's not it the young woman thought as she listens to the voices overhead. "Hey! Move over, I can't see!" "See?! What are you watching!? Roll to the side, she's my representative!" "Shut up! I can't hear the sounds!!" "Calm down everyone." Tears gather at the corner of her eyes as the young lady listen to the conversation above. Biting on her lips she really wanted to shout to the sky, "you shameless deities!! Stop watching!!!"

Xing_Yue · Fantaisie
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Chapter 119: Don’t You Have Something To Say?

The doors to the library entrance opened with a heavy creak of thick wood, revealing the dark interior of the chamber.

Multiple sets of steps stride into the large room full of knowledge with haste, scurrying about as if trying to search for something. From north to south, west to east, top to bottom, no corner of the library was left unsearched.

"There's nothing here..." 

"What does the note say again?"

Under the inquiry of his teammates, Cipher pulled out the small note again to read. Eyes lingered on each word as if afraid a second less would cause him to miss important information.

"We need to find a book named Ancient Ceremony." The young man read in a slow voice, "it's indicated that the book should be somewhere on the first floor."

"But we looked already?" A voice murmured with fatigue.

But nonetheless, the team split up to continue scouring through each shelf and racks.