Chapter 295
Chapter 295 Piro, the Ratman Senator
“Your name is Greem and you come from the Sarubo Clan in the Zhentarim Association?”
From the tall bench, a senator with the head of a rat and the body of a human raised his head. He pushed the gold-framed glasses resting on his nose upwards and looked at Greem quizzically.
“Indeed, sir!” Greem tried to reply as calmly as he could.
The sight of a rat in a silver robe, flat cap, and gold-framed glasses slowly flipping through the pages of a book was enough to make anyone laugh.
But Greem didn’t dare! He really didn’t!
After all, the guy might have looked ludicrous, but he was actually a Third Grade adept!
Moreover, Greem was currently being tried as a criminal. He could very well bring more punishment upon himself with an act of disrespect like that.
Piro’s adept’s tower was located in the Central Circle.
A golem butler was already waiting on Greem and Nunnally when they arrived at the tower.
Nunnally was smart enough to wait outside with Randolph. Only Greem went into the tower following the butler’s lead.
Perhaps because Piro didn’t want Greem to have any chance of seeing through the secrets in his tower, an electric fence appeared in front of Greem immediately after he entered the tower. The electric fence split the insides of the tower into several different paths. A short-distance transportation array stood at the end of each path.
The golem butler walked down a path of its own discretion. Greem had no choice but to follow behind.
When the light of the array finally faded, Greem found himself in a grand and massive private library. Countless books, scrolls, and parchments were arranged on the rows of bookshelves that lined the walls of the circular room.
Most of the books flowed with the brilliance of magical protections. They appeared to be connected to the defense system of the library itself. Numerous odd fairies wove around the shelves. They seemed to be performing maintenance and management on the books.
Naturally, these fairies weren’t living beings either. They were living golems that had been created with the use of some unknown unique material.
“The master wants a set of generic Second Grade golem knowledge prepared for this person.” The golem butler’s voice was metallic and mechanical, but the words were clearly pronounced.
The roomful of fairies instantly started to flutter about upon receiving their orders. They quickly flew from shelf to shelf and picked out books with their slender arms.
Soon, a two-meter-tall and three-meter-wide mountain of books piled up before Greem.