I am on the evil side? I am turning the tables!

"came back?"

Cedric was pruning potted plants with a pair of large scissors. Although his movements seemed light and graceful, the originally lush branches and leaves of the green plants he had trimmed were now missing patches, making it difficult to see any beauty in them.

"Master, you are not wearing shoes."

Fanta was already used to Cedric's little quirk. He called a servant, brought a pair of sandals, squatted down and helped him put them on.

Cedric did not resist and put on his shoes obediently, still teasing him.

"You are still the same as when you were little, mature beyond your years!"

"You need to change your character."

Cedric smiled faintly as he handed the scissors in his hand to the servant next to him and rubbed his brows in annoyance.

"Oh, I've ruined another pot by cutting it. Let's remove it."

The servant took the order and carried away the human-sized potted plant.

Fanta stepped forward, took over the waiter's task, and handed over the towel.

"If you like it, I'll have someone send some more over some other day. They're all dead objects anyway, so what matters is that they please you."

"You!" Cedric took the towel, wiped his hands, and raised his eyebrows, as if he was amused by his words.

"After spending so much time with those people, they can easily come up with such high-sounding words. I'm telling you, don't learn from those old guys. They are all a bunch of unreliable people!"

"My subordinate understands."

The two entered the tea room together, and the waiter quickly served tea.

"Tell me, what did you gain from coming back so soon?"

Fanta didn't hesitate and sat down directly, picking up a cup of tea and taking a sip.

"I guess the destruction of the Olivier tribe was man-made."

"It must be man-made. You can guess this without much thought. An ordinary wildfire cannot destroy the entire tribe."

Cedric spoke casually, stirring the tea with the spoon in his fingers. He had some general guesses about this matter.

Fenda continued to add: "The one who attacked was the Beast King. Many of the orcs I captured said they saw vines eating people. This should be the bloodline power of a certain race.

With such a large scale, there must be a lot of helpers. I also went to the Beishan mining area to check, and the traces have been dealt with, but it can be vaguely seen that there was a disturbance. "

"Vines eat people?" After hearing this, Cedric pondered for a while. He had some impression of the race that could manipulate plants.

The temple has records of the extermination of special races, and the elders can check these things.

"I do know that there is a race with similar abilities, but they were destroyed a long time ago."

"There will always be some that slip through the net. These foul bloods are harder to kill than those blood-sucking bugs! There are so many of them and they are annoying!"

Cedric's eyes flickered as he agreed, "You're right. It's annoying. No matter how hard you try... you can never kill them all."

His eyes dimmed, and his mood dropped slightly, but then returned to normal in an instant.

"Do you think it was done by the dirty blood race?"

"No." Cedric flatly rejected his guess. "Don't you know what kind of people they are? The people in the Beishan Mine are gone, and the people in the Olivier Tribe are gone too. What are you risking so much for?"

"Just those bugs, can they be tough?"

In fact, Cedric already had a guess in his mind about the variables mentioned by the first elder.

goddess.

He knew these lingering dirty-blood races too well. They didn't have the courage, but if someone fanned the flames, those people would not be afraid to take the risk.

But he knew it in his heart, but he couldn't let others know the reason.

"It seems that I have to go there myself."

Fenta volunteered to help him solve his problems. "Is there anything you need to do yourself? Just leave it to me."

Cedric shook his head, "No, you can't do this. I have to go myself. However, I have a new mission for you."

…………

The Municipal Library is one of the most famous buildings in Guangming City. It is also Lin Jing's proudest work. From the beginning of the design, she never thought that this group of idiots could build it, but she still underestimated the orcs' hands-on ability.

The building adopts the Baroque architectural and decorative style, with a free shape and a pursuit of dynamics. Rich decorations, carvings and strong colors become the main tones of the entire building.

The museum is decorated in a magnificent style with a grand and elegant atmosphere. The murals and tiles in the museum reflect the totem culture of the animal world and have religious themes.

The history collected here can be traced back to two thousand years ago.

Everything has two sides. In the eyes of the blood-stained race, the temple is the source of all evil, but in the eyes of foreign races, the temple is a faith and an existence comparable to gods.

The Temple plundered the bloody races while recording their racial history. In terms of cultural records, the Temple's contribution will be worthy of praise even thousands of years later.

"Meet the elders!"

The orc guarding the gate stood on his feet and saluted respectfully towards Hadric.

Hadric nodded slightly as a greeting to them. The orcs who could serve as guards in the city library had to be at least eight stars.

The place is heavily guarded. Even if one has some power and is able to obtain a borrowing certificate, one still needs to be searched before entering.

Of course, the elders are excluded.

The old man next to the reading desk raised his eyelids and glanced at Cedric. His voice was soft and powerful, and he was obviously a master at hiding his edge.

"Is it you, kid? You haven't returned the book you borrowed last time!"

Cedric smiled politely, standing tall and not showing any timidity.

"I'm not here to borrow books today, I'm here to look up some information."

"Oh?" The old man raised his eyebrows and stood up from the rocking chair. "Tell me, what do you want to check?"

"The bloody archives of the races that were exterminated over the past century."

The old man raised his skinny fingers and tapped his cheek, as if searching for relevant information in his mind. Then he walked to the nearest bookshelf and took out an arm-long animal skin book. It was so heavy that it could cover a person's face when he picked it up.

"The catalogues are all here. Just look for what you want. If you can't find it, there are still some available." The old man pointed to a few thick booklets, patted his back, and lay back in the rocking chair.

Cedric found a seat and sat down with the book in his arms. The library was very quiet. There were not many people in the Beast World who could read and write, and even fewer who could come here to borrow books.

Most of the materials in the library have been reorganized and bound.

In addition to chronicles, there are also biographies, folk customs, cultures of various ethnic groups, and all kinds of miscellaneous things.

Cedric quickly finished looking through one book, but didn't get the information he wanted, so he could only put the book back and take out another one to continue looking.

The result surprised him a little. There was nothing he was looking for in the historical records over the past hundred years.

He walked up to the old man and asked, "Are there any earlier ones?"

The old man pointed to a bookshelf without even raising his eyelids. He was already familiar with the catalogs in the library and could point to the book he wanted with his eyes closed.

"Over there, the data was collected during the reign of Pasak, and over there, it was during the reign of Jonal."

The Beast World is not without era names. Since the establishment of the temple, the era names have been compiled according to the name of the first elder.

As for the history before that, people at that time had not yet invented a systematic writing system and could only record it in the form of pictures. The history that could be passed down was limited and irregular, so it was collectively referred to as the chaotic years.

Pasak is the current first elder, he has been in office for five hundred years, and Jonal is the previous first elder and also Pasak's teacher.

When Lin Jing traveled to the Beast World, it was during the reign of Jonar.