Chapter 40: The book.
Novosibirsk, 5.15 pm
Anya was visiting the Victoria library, dedicated to the British empress who in the 1860s had successfully faced the attempt to secede the southern regions of the empire, supported by the hated Europia. Although the war had ended victoriously for the British Victoria, like other historical figures before and after her, had had a tragic fate: on April 14, 1865, while she was at the theater, she was killed in cold blood by John W. Booth, a an actor sympathizing with the separatist cause, he is said to have been armed by the Paris government, who had shot her treacherously, hitting her in the head. The regicide had been hanged, while Edward VI, son of the late empress, had risen on the throne of Britannia. The latter was still mythologized by the British, so much so that its reign period (1837/65) was defined by historians as Victorian Era. The knight of six prowled the shelves full of books (the building housed 15 million) looking around cautiously.
He should be here, at least as far as Charles claims ...
Unfortunately her search was not easy at all: that place was chock full of books of all kinds: novels, historical texts, atlases, essays of various kinds etc.
Unfortunately looking for it is equivalent to looking for a needle in a haystack. But maybe the contact he gave me can help me ...
"Can I help you, little girl?"
She turned, meeting her gaze with a woman with short dark red hair, brown eyes, lipstick on her lips, busty breasts and wearing a pair of glasses. She was not British, it was certainly Japanese.
It must be her ... Kyoko Hayashi.
"Then?"
"Winter is coming." The ice loli affirmed.
In hearing that phrase, the bespectacled woman was stunned.
"How do you know the password of the cult?"
"I am an envoy of Emperor Charles."
"Look, if you're kidding me, I'll take your head off!"
In response, Anya pulled out of her pocket a red sealing wax seal representing the imperial coat of arms, a lion and a snake fighting each other.
"Do you trust now?"
After the initial amazement, she nodded.
"What do you need?"
"The Necronomicon."
"The Necronomicon? But it's pure madness!"
"I want it!"
"That book…"
"I need it, so give it to me!"
"Okay ... Follow me."
She led her to her office, then sat down at the desk and opened a drawer. It contained a very old-looking book.
"Officially it doesn't even exist ... I found it some time ago in an ancient temple, located in the ruins of Angkor, Cambodia."
"Give me that."
Kyoko obeyed.
Anya took it in her hands, smiling sinisterly.
"Can I know what you need?"
"No!"
That said, the pink-haired girl left the room, leaving her interlocutor with a thousand doubts and questions.
Himalaya, 6:30 pm
Empress Tianzi lay asleep in her sleeping bag when she suddenly woke up. She blinked a few times, yawned and stood up.
What a nice sleep!
She thought, stretching.
She looked around, noting that there was no one besides her.
Where did they all go?
She wondered, perplexed.
Leaving the tent, she ran into Shinku.
"Well awake, venerable Tianzi." He greeted her.
"Thanks."
"I hope you slept well."
The loli nodded.
"Very well ... Dinner will be served in an hour. Fortunately there is no shortage of food. "
At the moment.
"Very well ... Zhou?"
"On patrol. He will be back soon. "
"I understand…"
"Do you need something?"
"No, not for now."
"Well."
