“Miss, we have arrived at the city, is there any place you want to go?” A maid outside of the palanquin asks.

“Library.” Miss says coldly.

… Huh? I look at Miss in confusion.

Is it going to rain soon?

“Fufufu.” Miss laughs at my confused face, wraps her arms around my waist and rests her chin on my head.

The air outside is quite chilly, I’m glad I didn’t have to walk.

Soon, the palanquin lowers down and the curtain opens. The maid is staring at us in bewilderment. Uuu… this is somehow embarrassing.

“Miss, we have arrived.” The maid informs Miss.

Suddenly, I feel palms gripping me under my arms and I’m lifted.

“Hold her for me.” She passes me to the maid. Uuu… I’m not a thing.

I’m pushed in between two soft pillows. The maid who caught me looks… happy? for some reason.

Miss then gets out of the palanquin, takes me from the maid’s hold and puts me on the ground.

“Miss, would you like me to accompany you inside?” The maid asks carefully.

“No need.” Miss says, grabs my hand and drags me up the stairs which lead to the library. I look back towards the maid, she somehow looks dejected? This is very strange. The maids that serve Miss would be instead crying in joy that they don’t have to accompany Miss.

Putting my questions aside, I look forward.

A sign that says THE MARTIAL LIBRARY hangs above the entrance.

Huff… huff… I know understand why it is called The Martial Library.

Huff… how many steps are left?… I sweat drips from my forehead.

“Are you okay?” Miss looks at me worriedly. I look up to show her that I’m okay, expecting Miss to be in a similar state as me.

How?…

She looks just like she looked in the palanquin… no, she seems to be refreshed?

Ahh… Since the accident, I can’t figure Miss out.

I must stay strong and show that I’m a useful servant.

Smile, smile.

“If you say so…” Miss says dejectedly? Why! I’m okay, shouldn’t that be a good thing!?

10 minutes later.

Huuuuff… finally… huff… I thought I was going to die…

As we step inside, we are greeted by an old man.

“Good job making it up here, mortals.” He says while smiling from ear to ear.

“Are you looking for anything specific?”

“No, just looking around.” Miss answers shortly. Normally, Miss would ignore such insignificant side character, yet she cupped her fists together and pulled me away.

She then goes from book to book, from shelf to shelf, from floor to floor, until we arrived at the fourth floor.

Her eyes suddenly started sparkling.

I look at the target that sprung my Miss’s interest.

Ancient cultivation techniques?

No way. Only the experts in the field of Ancient text can somewhat understand its contents.

There’s no way Miss can read the Ancient text… right?

All my common sense is broken when Miss started reading the titles of the books.

“The Way of Not Fighting.”

“Lightning Stormrage Cultivation Technique.”

“Ying Yang Heart Protecting.”

“Cultivation of the Mad Dragon.”

“Ancient Strengthening Technique.”

“Jade Reinforcement Cultivation.”

………

Miss somehow looks disappointed.

“Nightmare Essence…”

……..

“This is it!” She suddenly shouts.

Her hands trembling. She mutters quietly with a small smile,

“Kindred Spirit Link.”