Come on, read it to us.

Chapter 46

Although it was called a studio, it was more like an alchemy workshop.

Narrow, cramped, crowded.

Ancient scrolls were piled high on the huge, aged wooden table, and ceiling-high bookshelves were embedded in all four walls, their gray spines dipping into the shadows, and the smell of stale books filling the air.

The young man sat at the table in a formal manner, his dark eyelashes lowered, his eyes fixed on the small area in front of him.

"Take it easy."

Mu Hang looked over with downcast eyes and said in a soothing voice, "You just translate, don't worry about making mistakes."

Shi An : "...... Okay, okay."

He took a slow, deep breath and forced himself to settle.

It's okay, hold on!

Shi An recalled what he had seen earlier in the previous book, the last part of the previous book had been written about summoning dragon-type parts, the next book should be able to see the highlights right away!

It didn't matter if it didn't cut to the chase right away, a whole volume was in front of him anyway, so it wasn't just a random flip!

--Then he might find a way to regain his power soon.

As for the translation ...... he will follow the back to touch the fish and forget it.

Anyway, he is now an ordinary human freshman, I guess the principal did not have much high hopes ...... for him, right?

Shi An felt like her mind was finally much more stable.

This is, Pei old principal came out from the working room, holding a pile of paper between his withered fingers, trembling to the table.

He divides the paper in his hand into three piles, one of which he places in front of Shi An.

Shi An : "...... eh?"

He blinked, reached out and cupped the stack of papers in front of him, and slowly asked, "So, what about the original book?"

Principal Pei looked kindly at the teenager in front of him, explaining, "The original book is really too precious, so generally speaking our translations are carried out against a transcribed version, but don't worry, the person in charge of the transcription is my assistant, who guarantees a hundred percent restoration."

Shi An: "......"

Is that what I'm worried about!!!

He took another deep breath and looked down at the transcribed text in his hands with a last glimmer of hope.

What if, what if?

What if what is written here is exactly what you need?

Shi An's eyes fell to the paper, sweeping across it in a single glance.

Chop--

His fingers tightened abruptly, scratching out a few creases in the paper.

On the side, Old Principal Pei took out his glasses and put them on the bridge of his own nose, scrutinizing the transcript in front of him with respect to the dim light: "Well ...... this should be an ancient human common language, but yet there are quite a few variations in grammar, the time of writing the books that we had previously estimated has to be pushed forward, and if I wasn't wrong, there should also be quite a lot of dragon race language used, it's very complicated."

He straightened his glasses with his fingers, his gray eyes narrowing behind the lenses as he scanned the text in front of him broadly.

"Although it hasn't been carefully translated word for word, ...... according to my experience then, this part should be an explanation about the habits of dragon types."

Mu Hang lifted his eyes and replied quietly, "Not bad for you."

Pei old principal put the text down, deep old gray through the lens, looking at the indifferent silver-haired man in front of him, slowly said: "Although I'm now old and senile, but, I also have heard about the strange symptoms that occurred that day during the actual combat test....... Of course I won't be able to prove the authenticity of the rumor to you. I certainly won't ask you to confirm the authenticity of the rumors, however, since you have now come to seek my help, I'm afraid that you have no intention of concealing it, right?"

Mu Hang : "You are quite right."

He concealed the information that should not be revealed, and briefly explained the current situation to Elder Principal Pei.

Given Mu Hang's monopoly on dragons, he himself would be reluctant to voluntarily share this information.

However, the last brief contact with the mercenary group had sent him a very bad message.

--There are more forces besides him that covet the dragon.

Since this was the case, he had no choice but to put his paranoia aside, mobilize all resources and forces, and use every method, even extreme means, just to be the first to find the dragon.

After listening to Mu Hang's description, Mr. Bui fell into deep thought.

He weighed his words and slowly said, "After ten thousand years, the fantasy species has once again appeared on the continent ah ...... This matter is indeed very heavy, even if it is as old as me, I can not stay out of the matter, sir If you have any need for me to help, just open your mouth at any time."

Mu Hang nodded, "Thank you very much."

"So, you feel that the key to the whole thing should lie within this book that your ancestors left behind?"

"Perhaps." Mu Hang said.

Principal Pei thought for a few seconds, then picked up the transcript in his hand and said, "So does this part ...... need to be skipped? What we need to look for might be magic spells or something else more practical-"

Mu Hang thought for a moment and replied, "No need."

Principal Pei: "Oh?"

Mu Hang : "Since my ancestor chose to record these messages down, they will definitely not be completely useless, even the tiniest, easily overlooked details may become crucial clues, which is why I came to seek your help."

After all, a full fine translation would require far too much work.

Principal Pei Lao pondered for a long time and nodded, "Yes, you're right."

At this point, he seemed to suddenly think of something and turned his head to Shi An : "Speaking of which, he is ......"

Mu Hang nodded, "Right."

Elder Principal Pei showed a dazed look.

No wonder.

Both Shi An's demonstrated talent for ancient languages and Mu Hang's lack of concealment of such an important message before him seemed to make sense.

Elder Principal Pei carefully surveyed the teenager not far away.

He hadn't said a word since just now, burying his head low behind a few thin pages, his soft hair hanging down and covering most of his fair face, and he seemed to have been translating in earnest.

What a nice kid.

Elder Principal Pei's expression softened slightly as he softened his voice and asked amiably, "How's it going, kid? How are you progressing?"

Shi An was slightly startled and looked up towards Old Headmaster Pei with a feigned calmness on his face:

"Nope, not much progress."

What a humble boy.

Elder Principal Pei's eyes became more kind as he said, "Aye, your talent is already one in a million, don't ever be unsure of yourself."

He encouraged, "Here, try it, translate the first paragraph and read it to us, young people, don't worry about trial and error,"

Mu Hang nodded, "Indeed."

He dropped his silver-white eyelashes, his clear blue eyes gazing at the teenager who looked fidgety in front of him, and said:

"If there are any mistakes, seniors will correct you, don't be afraid of mistakes."

Shi An: "......"

He twisted his head to look at the expectant old Principal Pei, and then twisted his head to look at Mu Hang whose eyes contained encouragement, and weakly and helplessly squeezed the piece of paper in his hand.

This ...... this ......

Shi An re-buried her head and evasively dropped her own eyes on the paper in her hands, stuttering her words:

"Dragons, dragons, dragons are a ......"

The roots of the teenager's white and delicate ears rapidly filled with blood, and the whole sheet became red and hot, the redness spread from his cheeks to his neck, like some kind of ripe fruit that would break the skin and ooze out sweet juices at the slightest touch, and his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally gradually became almost as thin as a mosquito gnat:

"Desolation, Desolation ......"

Mu Hang's eyes deepened slightly.

He couldn't help the way his fingertips dangling at his side twitched, barely resisting the urge to go up and give them a squeeze.

Principal Pei obviously didn't think much of it.

He stroked his beard and laughed loudly, "Look, the translation is still good, there is no need to be shy, just try a few more times in the future."

Shi An lifted the paper to cover her face and gave a muffled "hmm".

*

Since Mu Hang and Old Principal Pei were both experts in this field, the work progressed quickly, however, due to their devotion to the work, they lost track of time when they were busy, and by the time they came out of the workshop, the night was already dark.

The moon is very full and extremely bright.

The moonlight spilled down and spread out on the ground as if it were white frost and snow, bright and somewhat dazzling.

Shi An hung her head and followed in a muffled voice without a word.

This afternoon, he was seriously pretending to be a quail, but the other two's "academic exchanges" still could not be stopped from reaching his ears, especially in such a serious tone to discuss ...... such a strange content, it is really too shameful ah ah ah ah!

After being poisoned for an entire afternoon, Shi An felt as if she was out of her mind.

He followed Mu Hang numbly, his long tail drooping without spirit, and the whole dragon was as listless as a frosted eggplant, as if it was a walking corpse.

Mu Hang stops his pace, turns his head to the teenager behind him, and asks, "Your dorms are gated, right?"

Shi An nodded absentmindedly.

Mu Hang looks down at his watch.

At this point, I'm afraid there's no going back.

He seemed to think of something, raised his eyes, and asked:

"By the way, how are you feeling this afternoon?"

Shi An jumped back with a start, "Wh-what?"

Mu Hang also seemed to not expect such a big reaction from the other party, he raised his eyebrows and calmly said, "Translate."

"...... Oh." Shi An breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Hang narrowed his eyes and scrutinized him steadily.

Under the moonlight, the man's silver hair dazzled like a white flame, his eyebrows were deep, and the pupils of his deep blue eyes were hidden in the shadows, his expression focused:

"What did you think it was?"

As Mu Hang asked the question, snippets of unpleasant content burrowed uncontrollably into the head.

Shi An stammered, "No, nothing."

Mu Hang took a step in Shi An's direction without warning.

He had long legs and the distance between the two was immediately shortened.

The impulse that had been forcibly suppressed since just now began to rise up and act.

It was as if dark, dark currents were surging through his heart, bringing forth an unspeakable and strange desire that forced him to make movements that he himself felt were out of character.

Mu Hang raised his hand, cupped the teenager's thin, white chin, and with a slight force, forced the other to tilt his face toward him.

"Yes?" His voice was low and calm, repeating without the slightest fluctuation of emotion.

"Nothing."

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but the rough leather glove absently rubbed the teenager's jaw, not hard enough to bring up a light, thin red.

Mu Hang frowns slightly, trailing off in what seems to be genuine heartfelt doubt:

"Why do you blush so easily?"

He lowered his eyes, his dark, inscrutable gaze falling on Shi An's face, his very presence intruding as his eyes wandered.

It really makes ...... want to see more.