"The title of this book is... Uh-huh... I can't read it..."
Chester tried hard to narrow his eyes and read the letters written on the cover, but could not read any letters because the epidermis was almost peeled off.
"Yeah, it is. There is nothing in the text that seems to be the title of this book either. That's why I don't know the title of this book. But as I mentioned earlier, because of the details of the ancient native gods passed down to the continent of Melissa, we conveniently read" Low Englin Central native gods all "."
"Hmm. Dae-chung... So it's pretty detailed, huh?
"Yes, more detail than any other ancient document. Just..."
"Yeah? What's up?
"Yes, it's just that there are a few things that are different from many other ancient documents… so this book is considered uncategorized and I'm sleeping here."
"... So you're saying there's a possibility of a fake book?
"You're right. At least many other scholars doubt its potential."
When Glenn said that sadly, he nodded quietly drooling his head.
"... but you don't think so. Right?
Glenn brought momentum to Shester's convinced story.
"Yes! It is. I don't consider this book a fake book. On the contrary, I even think that what's written in this book is true and that other books are miswritten."
"... no, what can even be said to be grounds... but the antiquity of this book is not an anomaly. All the other books are pretty new compared to that. If for any reason the oldest of the other books misrepresented it and the others wrote it..."
"I see. So you're saying that the oldest of the other books is the possibility of fake books?
"Yes. Maybe, but maybe it is, isn't it?... but... this theory of mine is unfortunately a minority..."
"Hmm. But you're an expert in ancient Dallas history, aren't you? Aren't the other scholars?
"Yes. I'm the only expert in Ancient Dallas. But it's also true that they're all good researchers in different times, countries, regions, etc... so honestly I can assure you with absolute confidence..."
When Glenn said that, he just drowned and nodded.
"Well... well, in modern times, it's hard to figure out what's true, even in any field. Perhaps even more so when it comes to the truthfulness of old literature."
Glenn left his neck hanging when he didn't make it slight, even though Shester said comforting words that he wasn't very good at.
Then Rodemul said, letting his face peek from the side, trying to change the bad vibe.
"You two, why don't you just put the trumpet away for now and just look at the contents of the book?
Then Glenn looked up sooo well.
"... right. Set aside the trumpet and look inside. I find that interesting, don't you think?
Because the interest had already shifted to the contents of the book, Glenn's face had a delightful researcher's.