The Apprentice Horace's gaze was dull.
The instant he opened the "Reading" feature, what met his eyes was "Elven Epic," 200 million words, author: Reitia (Goddess of Writing)!!!
Oh my god!!!
Elven Epic?! 200 million words? Goddess of Writing?!
He was completely dumbfounded. This... was this something he, a mortal, an ordinary human should be reading?
Just this first book alone was tugging at his nerves, leaving him in a complete daze.
It was really hard to imagine that one day he'd actually be able to read the Goddess of Writing's work, to see the history of the elves...
The Apprentice just felt blood rushing to his head. His brain wasn't quite working right.
His blood pressure seemed a bit high!
"What's with that expression? It's just a book written by the Goddess of Writing, isn't it? Didn't you see there's also stuff written by my master below? Hurry up and scroll down!"
