"Yes? Can I help you?"
However, before Lu could take more than a few steps, a voice spoke from behind him. It was a soft voice that fit the library's calm air. Lu froze like a deer mid-step.
"I can still see you."
"Damn—I mean, yes, you can help."
Lu turned around with a confident expression. He looked at the tall librarian with long grey hair.
"I'm looking for books or information about the creation of the crest."
"The crest? What crest?"
"The three-eyed wolf one."
The librarian's cryptic eyes met Lu's gaze. The airy sleeves of his robes hid the arms he held in front of himself.
"I see. Historical records pertaining to Vantarung's creation and successive changes in the regime are over here."
