Marcy and I entered the library, where shelves rose to the ceiling, filled with leather-bound books and ancient scrolls. The air was tinged with the scent of old paper and polished wood, creating an atmosphere of calm and accumulated wisdom over the years.

There was a fairly young man at a sort of counter, dressed in a green robe with long brown hair. He was so engrossed in reading a book that he didn't notice our presence. If I recall correctly, he must have been the librarian of our family, although I had no clear memory of his name.

I approached the counter, but due to its great height compared to my small size, I couldn't see him well. I stood on tiptoe and coughed lightly, trying to get his attention.

"Excuse me."

The man looked up, blinking as if waking from a dream. His eyes first met Marcy's, and a smile spread across his face. "Marcy, it's you. Sorry, I didn't see you. Do you need a book?"

Marcy frowned. "Stoker, it's disrespectful to ignore the young lord and address me first." Her tone was stern, and the librarian seemed to shrink slightly at her words. He quickly stood up from the chair, looking down to find me.

"Young lord, please forgive me. I swear I didn't see you."

I smiled calmly. "Don't worry, I just came to look for some books. I don't intend to cause any trouble."

He sighed with relief before saying, "What books do you need? I will fetch them for you, even if I have to search every corner of the library as compensation for my disrespect."

"I want books about my family's history, the geography and nobility of the realm, common tools used by peasants and merchants whether for cooking, agriculture, or anything else and if possible, books about legendary individuals."

Stoker raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by my request. "I understand, young lord. One moment, please." He turned and began searching the shelves with surprising efficiency.

While waiting, my eyes drifted to the book Stoker had been reading. The words seemed to dance on the page, difficult to decipher. I furrowed my brow, trying to recognize at least some of them. It was then that I realized, although I could speak the local language thanks to Ziom's memories, reading and writing were a completely different challenge.

"Young lord, are you alright? You seem quite puzzled while reading," Marcy said, watching me with concern.

I sighed, feeling a bit frustrated. "Don't worry, it's just that I can't seem to understand some words. So, I'll rely on you to read the books for me and teach me to read at the same time."

She nodded with a compassionate smile. "It will be an honor to assist you, young lord."

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Stoker returned with a stack of books in his arms, placing them carefully on the counter. "Here are the books you requested. This one is about the history of the Helbrum family," he said, pointing to a thick tome with a leather cover. "This one covers the geography of the realm, the noble families that govern it, and their borders, though it's from 50 years ago, so the information may not be entirely accurate, but many families remain unchanged aside from those that managed to expand and others that have completely disappeared," he added, placing a rolled-up map next to the book.

"Additionally, I highly recommend this book exclusively about noble families, their founding dates, alliances, achievements, traditions, general characteristics of their descendants, among many other types of information such as the way in which heirs are chosen, so it can be very useful to have a general idea of many families."

"This set of books deals with the tools and techniques used by peasants and merchants in their daily tasks. And finally, I found some volumes about legendary figures like aura masters, scholars, spiritualists, and wizards."

"Thank you, Stoker. We'll take these to the room to study them thoroughly. I'll return them once I'm done studying them," I said as Marcy and I gathered the books.

"Of course, young lord. If you need anything else, feel free to call me, and please, handle them with care," Stoker replied, bowing.

Marcy and I left the library with the books in our arms, walking through the castle corridors to my room. Even though I only carried the book about my family's history, the weight was considerable.

Upon reaching my room, Marcy placed the books on a table and sat beside me. "Let's start with the history of the Helbrum family," I said, opening the thick tome carefully.

"Young lord, wouldn't it be better to find a tutor to teach you? I don't think I'm the most suitable person to be your tutor, and it would be better to look for a scholar," she said, sounding a bit hesitant.

"Don't worry, if you were selected as my temporary personal servant by my father, it means you're quite skilled in multiple areas. Besides, right now I just need basic knowledge like reading and writing. Calling a scholar would be unnecessary until I've mastered the basics." I don't think a count like my father would assign a random servant to take care of his child at such an important stage in childhood.

I looked at her reaction, and she seemed very happy to hear me. "Young lord, I won't disappoint your expectations," she said seriously.

"Whatever, let's start with these two," I said, pointing to the book about the families the librarian recommended and the one about people who are treated as legends. I know this world is a magical world or something like that because our family can make contracts with wolves, but I don't know what the highest level is that a person in this world can reach. I need a rough idea to be more cautious, because I don't want to get involved or offend someone who has the power to destroy kingdoms with a single spell.

"Tales of the Lierters Kingdom Families and Legends from the Rritrel Continent?" She looked at the titles of both books.

"Yes, let's start with the families. I want to know the hierarchy of our family compared to others and it can also serve me when I have to deal with members of other families related to ours."

After I said that, Marcy sat beside me and we started reading the book. I asked her about words I didn't understand and sentence structures, and also made her tell me about the families that are related to ours. Although I don't have a very good memory, I hope to remember a lot of important information from the book.

When it was lunchtime, I stopped reading and joined my family, and when I finished I went back to studying with the book. It's not like I had anything else to entertain myself with other than reading and sleeping, until I remembered that I am a child and can play simple games with other children. But it would be better to leave that for later because the only children in this place are my brothers, who are much older than me, and right now I need to focus on acquiring knowledge and training.