Infinite Wizard

A year has passed since he joined the Ogent family.

Shirone turned 17, and more than 7,000 books in the Great Library were organized.

Temuran gave out his tongue at the phenomenal speed of work, but Shirone had already foreseen it. As the number of classified books decreases, it is natural that efficiency accelerates.

In his opinion, everything in the world seemed to be subject to acceleration rather than constant velocity. Even if the start was slow, if you didn't give up and worked hard, you could reach your goal faster than expected.

Only about 200 books remain out of the target of 850 historical books. The average amount of reading was over three books a day, and in a few months, the spine of knowledge I dreamed of would be complete.

Besides that, he experienced swordsmanship and understood the nature of fear. Thanks to this, I was able to dramatically increase the durability of the Spirit Zone.

In this way, the time he spent a year was fruitful and beneficial.

But none of the benefits could compare to Shirone's first sincere friend.

"There are too many books. My family must have read all of this?"

Lian, who was sitting on the floor, muttered while looking at the book. When he first met Shirone, he found that Lian had a lot of affection and a charming personality. Should we say that he is the youngest member of an aristocratic family?

Shirone said as she arranged his books on top of the ladder.

"of course. The head of the household and the little boy visit the library often."

"Sheesh, smart people are good. There are so many things I know how to do."

When Lian threw down the book he was reading, Shirone, who came down from the ladder, picked it up and nagged at it.

"Don't throw it carelessly. If you damage even one copy, I will die."

"I don't like that either. Does it make sense that books are more important than people's lives? Even if you burn down the library, don't worry, I'll protect you."

"If you stay still, that will never happen, so please be careful."

Never once did an unfamiliar word come out of Shirone's mouth. He is firm and strict, but not cold. Lian liked that Shirone.

"It's nice to be with you, but I'm dying of frustration because I'm stuck in the library."

"Why are you dying here? How about training?"

"Basic training only. He said he wanted to study at the library."

Shirone trembled.

"Then you should study quickly. What are you doing?"

"boring! boring! boring!"

Lian struggled with his limbs and acted foolishly.

Shirone turned away as if ignoring it and headed for the desk. I wasn't particularly worried about Lian's laziness. If he was water, Lian was fire. He is a fire that, once ignited, grows out of control.