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Chapter 152: Searching the Library
Chapter 152: Searching the Library Searching the Library
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Extra-sama and I were carrying the unconscious Karashia as we proceeded down the unnecessarily long hallway.
At one corner, there was a small door... According to the plate attached, it seemed to be a library... In any case, we found this room.
While knocking Karashia unconscious was unintended, this worked in our favor.
Our goal was to prevent Karashia from dying, after all.
We’ll have her rest in this library for now.
Still, to think she fainted just from a slight leak of my murderous aura...
Kii...
I slowly and carefully opened the door to avoid making noise.
The inside was indeed just an ordinary library, nothing out of the ordinary.
The shelves were packed with some kind of ledgers, with wooden boxes placed on the floor.
For now, I laid Karashia down on the floor and flipped through one of the ledgers.
While the contents used technical terminology and detailed numbers... it seemed to be a record of “Makaringis Ore” yields.
Incidentally, I’ll mention this in case it comes up – I am literate.
Extra-sama taught me to read and write from a young age.
Hn?
You know about it, Extra-sama?
I see.
For now, I returned the ledger I had picked up to the shelf.
Then I noticed something when looking at the spine labels.
These ledgers seemed compiled annually, with what looked like year information written on the spine labels!
Examining what appeared to be the newest ledger, it was inscribed with “Chiltonia Year 4720.”
Eh- um, Chiltonia Year...?
Hah?
You mean that shitty tragedy has been repeating for 300 years...?
I instinctively broke out in goosebumps.
...It was at that moment Extra-sama seemed to enter deduction mode over some realization when:
“Nn... Nnn...?”
“!!!”
A slight rustling sound came from behind me, followed by a faint voice.
Karashia had woken up.
“...Eh...? Kyaa...!!”
While clearly a woman, she wore a sharp-angled jacket more suited for a man, smirking defiantly.
The portrait gave an impression of supreme self-confidence and arrogance.
What is this?
And it’s quite large and splendid too.
The frame’s decorations are quite gaudy as well.
I wonder why such a painting was stuffed behind the bookshelves in this library?
The ledgers lined up on the shelves and wooden boxes on the floor were kept fairly organized in here.
Yet this painting alone seemed carelessly stuffed away, sticking out awkwardly.
............
...Hmm, I don’t get it!
No matter how much I think about it, I can’t figure it out!
I crossed my arms, furrowed my brow, closed my eyes and hummed in thought, but no answers to my doubts came to mind.
Trying to talk just makes them faint, though.
I never expected my poor communication skills to become such an obstacle here!
That’s true!
I’ll shelve these difficult musings for later!
What I need to do now is guard Karashia.
If preventing her death allows us to escape the loop, then I just need to protect her and ensure her life isn’t endangered.
Simple and easy to understand!
Though at this point, I feel like I’m the biggest threat to her mental state!
Wrapping up the mental discussion with Extra-sama, our course of action was set.
All that remained was to act accordingly.
I opened my eyes that had been squeezed shut.
...Then what entered my field of view was a manor with an outwardly “strange” appearance.
First, the roof was bright red. Bright crimson red. Additionally, the window frames and other key areas were also painted red.
The walls were coated yellow, with red polka dot patterns drawn here and there.
With only pure white snow piled up around it, its outward appearance stood out bizarrely.
“...Huh...?”
A reflexive voice escaped me.
Looking around in bewilderment.
This wasn’t the library anymore.
It was outside the manor.
Karashia’s body that should have been lying unconscious nearby was nowhere to be seen.
...This is...
<...We looped again, didn’t we...>
If Karashia doesn’t die, the loop doesn’t occur.
It seems that hypothesis was mistaken.