第十四章：幸运之神眷顾阿尔文(18)

’ they crooned after the Librarian longingly. ‘freedom…’ freedom to the Librarian meant being back in his Library, lurking through the passages, guarding his precious books, and in his mind he was already there, wandering the labyrinth, happy in that darkness. But… If there was anyone on this good green earth who was even less grateful than Alvin himself, it was
Alvin’s mother Excellinor. Now she had Hiccup to find her the Jewel, she no longer needed to motivate either the slaves or this Librarian. ‘freedom?’ laughed the witch in surprise. ‘What is this nonsense about freedom? Slaves can never be freed! The Slavemark is a Mark that can never be removed.’ ‘But,’ sputtered the Librarian, ‘you said it could be burnt off…