The National Library is still easy to find in Moscow. Sherlock found a middle-aged man who looked decadent on the streets of Moscow. He gave him a bottle of high-concentration spirits, and then gave him a long ham. He was very happy to bring Sherlock and his sister to the National Library.

"It's here, this young master and a young lady." The other party spoke Russian. Ashinsha couldn't understand what it meant, but she saw the huge building in front of her with red hammer heads and sickle signs hanging on it, and there was a huge book pattern below.

Sherlock naturally understood what the other party meant by listening to the spell through his own creation, so he nodded kindly and began to take his sister into the Soviet national library.

It was deserted here. The guards only looked up when Sherlock and Ashinsha came in, and continued to sigh and look at the newspaper in their hands. On that, Yeltsin was still promoting his theory that the red glory was about to end. Now a few young people can run to the streets of Moscow and shout a few words about the great Soviet Union.

In this period, the country is like a flower that is about to wither. As long as the sixteen petals fall, they have to lie on the muddy and cold ground. The sixteen of them are combined to make the beautiful color of flowers, but when they are separated, they are nothing, and no one even cares what kind of petals it is.

In addition to Ahsinsha and Sherlock, there is also an elderly library manager in the library. Unlike the one at the door, this elderly manager is working carefully. Even if he is a stranger in the country, he is working diligently. Sherlock praised the other person's character, but also pulled his sister Ahsinsha towards the other person.

"I want to find the entrance to Belaveve." Sherlock asked directly.

The old man was slightly stunned and looked at Sherlock and Ah Xinsha next to him, as if he wanted to see something in his eyes.

Sherlock pulled out his magic wand, and the old man was even more shocked. Before the old man had any movement, Sherlock beat the old man back to his original form with a magic trick development spell. He was a house elf wearing a brown long suit. Unlike the old man he played, this house elf looks very young, and the other party is wearing clothes, which shows that he is a free house elf.

"I'm Sherlock Mephisto, this is my sister!"

"Ah!" The house elf first screamed in surprise, then climbed up from the ground at a loss, then turned around and circled left and right, and finally came straight to Sherlock, looking at Sherlock's appearance seriously, and then looked at Ah Xinsha. The house elf trembled and said, "How perfect... so perfect... a small part... part of Belavev's bloodline... children!"

This elf seems to be born with stuttering, not because of fear or tension, but because the other person himself has this stuttering problem in his speech.

"The noble...great...the curse prince...Miss Alice's son,...and the lady's...the daughter!"

"Humiliated... obey your instructions."

"Your name is Lili, your name is Lili." Ashinsha said funny. This is really a strange name, but it is also quite interesting.

Ah Xinsha is kind by nature, which makes her not discriminate against the enslaved vulnerable groups like the domestic elves. On the contrary, Ah Xinsha also always feels that the domestic elves are a very pitiful group of creatures in the magic world. They will serve wizards or families in the magic world for free and free services. Moreover, wizards can also bully them wantonly, but if the domestic elves hurt the wizard master, it would be a serious crime.

Even the young house elf in front of him is free, but his enslaved nature has been imprinted into his bones, and he cannot even speak his name intact. When he speaks, he always calls himself humble.

"I want to go to the Bellaweif family. If you know my sister and I, please lead the way." Sherlock said again.

"No...no... for Leli, this is... Leli, work... to lead the way for the great... great curse prince, and to lead the way for the noble one with Bellavev's blood flowing in his body... In fact, Alice... should not be Mrs. Mephisto, the family I took her to the day before yesterday... but for her, all this is familiar."

Leri turned around and took Ashinsha and Sherlock towards the deep area of ​​the library. They passed through several major areas, including humanities, technology, art, medical care, biology, etc., and all the way to the book area where history books are stored.

"here it is……"

Sherlock looked at the towering bookshelf full of rows. The books in the world that can be included in libraries are very inherited book knowledge. Whenever Sherlock enters the library, he can always experience the wisdom precipitation and inheritance of mankind for thousands of years.

"Great...Beravev, passed down for a long time,...they have a unique way of survival..."

Lele tells the story of "The famous writer of the eighteenth century... Sumarokov, who is called the beginning of new Russian literature... His readers admit that they can see a new world in his words... The grand description is a new world... The detailed description is a room full of treasure houses."

Leri led Sherlock and Ashinsha to a bookshelves, and waved his hand and flew down an old hard-cover book from the top of the bookshelf with Russian names on it. Sherlock used lettering to listen to the spell and understood the meaning of the "Belaveve family history."

"Is this book very famous in the Soviet Union?"

"Basically...it's not very famous...it's written by the Belavev tribe members to record the family's history... There are only eleven books in the world, one of which is here!"

Lenla continued, "Although this book is not famous... But the Belaveve family has survived healthily for hundreds of years because of this unique way of survival... The book is the best shortcut to open up the ladder and the passage... Belaveve achieved this."

Lele opened the book and then recited a string of long spells. The book suddenly began to shine. Even after no one touched it, it quickly read it automatically. It flipped to a page with a big chapter titled "Berawayf Castle!"

As soon as the beam of light wrapped around Sherlock and Ashinsha entered the book, Lele put the book back to calm and put it on the top of the bookshelf, and turned into an old man, continuing to do tedious and repetitive work.
Chapter completed!