The Ossuary of Old Records and Type (2)

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Watchers swarmed in from every direction.

Golems made of books and bookshelves charged at us in a horde.

They varied in size and appearance, but all seemed to share the same purpose: eliminating intruders.

“Hoo···!”

The heavy density of mana weighed down on my shoulders.

The librarians who had guarded this vast archive, a space preserved since ancient times, were by no means opponents to take lightly.

“Your Highness!”

“I know···!”...