Even though the air quality in Backlund is still not satisfactory today, the name of Emperor Russell has still attracted a large number of visitors to the Kingdom Museum, which has been deserted for a long time.
Some of them are loyal fans of "Rossel culture", and some are "dreamers" who still believe in the great vision of the industrial age, but most of them are passers-by attracted by the Intis people's magnificent life and luxurious golden style.
But these are just the mediocre majority. There are still some people who come here hiding ulterior secrets. They are careerists who are eager to make another fortune from the leftovers of the emperor's legacy. This includes those who are already in the social circle.
Nyus Andrelade, who has been missing from sight for a long time.
In the long and messy queue, Niuse Andrelade, whose gloomy temperament and stern appearance were hidden under a half-high silk top hat, restrained his gaze to focus on his toes, just like all the spectators waiting in line to enter the museum.
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One, two...six...
Counting the members of the Heart of Machinery guarding the door, there are a total of six Beyonders at the main entrance, not counting the mid-sequence ones who may have mastered special abilities... Eyes condensed by shadows lurk in the vast darkness created by many passers-by.
, the blood-red eyeballs rotated rapidly, passing over one individual after another, and finally disappeared silently.
Neus Andrelade calmly took out the dark brown handkerchief from his pocket, gently wiped the corners of his eyes that were blocked by the shadow of the hat brim, and looked from a distance, just like all gentlemen would do, for the sake of dignity and grace.
, they always have to endure agitation when it’s hot and fight against desolation when it’s cold.
There was a touch of moisture on the dark brown handkerchief, and the blood stain, which was not too sticky, melted on the surface of the cotton cloth and mixed with the color of the cloth itself, making it almost invisible.
After learning that the Russell Memorial Exhibition was held in Backlund, News, who had not finished digesting the "cold-blooded" potion due to special reasons, almost gave up everything he already owned, just to be perfect in all aspects.
News, who had just taken off the "Eye of the Abyss" and was still a little dazed, shook his head and looked forward. His slightly distracted gaze met another neatly dressed gentleman, and he nodded gently.
This is also an extraordinary person... He endured the side effects of using the sealed object to sting his brain and followed the slowly squirming team a few steps forward.
.......
"Sir, what happened just now?"
The well-dressed butler noticed that the young master beside him was thinking that something was wrong behind him, and said with some doubts.
He didn't quite understand why the young master, who could have enjoyed the opportunity to visit the museum alone after closing with Miss Hall and other aristocratic children, had to endure the choking and muggy air to squeeze together with a group of ordinary people.
But he didn't intend to understand, just like the young master insisted on calling him "sir" outside. Although the young master was indeed more talented than the old master,...
No, this is not something a housekeeper should consider.
The old butler, who has served the Morris family for three generations and is nearly sixty this year, put his legs together and actively blocked the young master's direction.
"No, it's nothing. How long do we have to wait?"
Seeing that the housekeeper was shielding him from the prying eyes of the frail-looking guy, Victor exhaled softly and turned his gaze to the door where two men in black trench coats were guarding him.
That's a member of the Machine Heart.
"If you are in a hurry, we can now contact the staff of the museum. As Baron Syndras's largest partner, we have also invested a lot of money in the Kingdom Museum."
The strict old butler controlled the volume at just the right level and answered respectfully in Victor's ear.
"No, no need, that's fine." The blond-haired, blue-eyed Victor shook his head firmly and rejected the butler's proposal.
He skillfully painted a faint look of disgust on his face, misleading the old butler into thinking that the young master simply hated Baron Syndras, who was a mud-legged man three generations ago.
Try to reduce your sense of presence as much as possible. This is what a professional "thief" should do... His hands that naturally hung on both sides of his body suddenly clasped their wrists together, and his black gloves and coat cuffs revealed exposed skin.
You can vaguely see the bulging veins.
.......
Looking up at the strips of golden tassels hanging from the roof, Klein read a few words woven with red silk thread on them, feeling speechless for a moment.
"Time will pierce the beauty and delicacy of youth, and carve parallel lines into the forehead of beauty. She will devour rare treasures. Innate beauty, nothing can escape her sweeping sickle."
Shakespeare... Although the existence of the human skin mask itself has made it difficult for Klein to make large expressions, when he saw the tassels hanging in the main hall of the Kingdom Museum, there were famous quotes from Shakespeare, and the end was marked
When the familiar name Gustav Russell came across, Klein was really a little stunned.
There is a saying that since time travel, the traces of Emperor Russell are everywhere, and he has copied almost everything he can...
Also a time traveler, "Mystery" and the Creator saved mankind from the despair of the ancient gods' rule, and Huang Tao's biggest result was actually blocking the way for the time travelers behind him!
Wearing a half-high silk top hat, a black cane, and a long double-breasted tweed dress, Klein, who had just been promoted to "Magician", turned his eyes and looked at the man at the front of the team who was communicating with the commentator, and listened attentively.
"If I remember correctly, this should be an excerpt from a love letter that the emperor gave to a certain lady in his later years. Why did the official choose it as the beginning of the entire exhibition?"
The man with a high nose and half-long brown hair tied back in a restrained manner skillfully explained the origin of this sentence. He pointed his finger unceremoniously at the official committee print of the Emperor Russell Exhibition on the docent's clothes.
Eucalyptus.
"This sentence has always been interpreted in many ways in the literary world, and one of them is that this sentence is essentially Russell's memory of the Belle Epoque, so it was chosen as the opening of the exhibition."
The good-looking female commentator was stunned for a moment, and then gave an answer based on her own understanding.
But obviously, this was not enough to convince the fanatical believer of Russell culture in front of him, but the disgusted looks cast by the surrounding people intentionally or unintentionally still helped the commentator and made him shut up.
Klein, who was near the end of the team, watched all this with cold eyes, smiled and shook his head.
At least I won't have to deal with embarrassing things like dying and having my love letters dug out in the future... He followed the pace of the team and stepped onto the pre-planned passage in a leisurely manner.
Taking into account the number of exhibitors, the Church of Steam specifically requested that visitors be diverted. Therefore, at the beginning of entering the hall, different commentators would lead different groups to their own exclusive routes, and rely on the Kingdom Museum to serve as a rest area on weekdays.
The rotunda gives every visitor the opportunity to appreciate the contents of different areas.
This is not only a compromise because the number of visitors is not proportional to the area of the venue, but also to make it easier for the Steam Church Extraordinaires to monitor Extraordinaries who may be mixed in the crowd.
These are the merits that come to your doorstep.
...
In the claustrophobic room at the top of the Kingdom Museum, Max, the team leader of the Heart of Machinery, stared at the building blocks in the glass cabinet in front of him, and from time to time he used a pen to write down something in a notebook.
This is a special sealed object. Although the number of visitors today is close to its limit, with the help of the archbishop, the Machinery Heart team responsible for event security can still use this sealed object to identify every important item.
status.
"Come in."
The wooden door behind him was gently pushed open, and a thin-cheeked member of the Heart of Machinery quickly approached Max's ear and whispered softly.
"What, stop monitoring this place now?"
Max frowned and looked at the team member behind him, and said seriously:
"Are you sure this is the order that came from the church just now?"
The crowd in the venue below was mixed, and there were several Beyonders that Max had just identified based on the feedback from other members using sealed objects to detect.
Now stop monitoring the venue. If an Extraordinary person like a "thief" really steals a certain collection, who will be responsible?
"Is this an order from the Archbishop?"
Max lost his usual easy-going look and aggressively questioned the subordinate in front of him, clamping the pen between his fingers.
The member of the Heart of Machines glanced thoughtfully at the "building blocks" behind the captain, his nervousness was slightly suppressed, and he spoke a few incredible words as clearly as possible.
"This is an order issued directly to the Archbishop by His Royal Highness, Benoit."
Snap.
The golden-tipped fountain pen fell down to the floor, and the dark ink stains were stained brown and red.
Max, with a distorted expression, looked at the subordinate opposite him in disbelief. He pulled a piece from the "building block" with his stiff backhand and sighed exaggeratedly.
"seriously."
...
"This is the basic education textbook he improved to educate his children...this is the small game he invented for his children...this is the building block toy he invented"
There was a touch of warmth in the tone of the female explainer's voice, and the emotion in her slender, clear eyes wrapped around the reflections of the old objects in the glass display cabinets.
It is not difficult to tell that this is also a little girl who is bewitched by his appearance... Among the crowd, the figure is the most iconic, the height is more than 1.7 meters, and her waist-length chestnut hair hangs down softly. She is just girlish.
The beautiful lady in the cake skirt and black gauze old-fashioned bonnet looked a bit speechless and shook her head.
However, at a glance from here, there are not many ladies similar to the commentator.
The tall lady suddenly turned her body sideways. She felt the warmth coming from her palms. She looked down and saw a layer of color swaying in the small round mirror with a shell pattern full of fairy tale elements. It was colorful.
"Water waves" intertwined with each other on the mirror surface, blending into beautiful cursive words.
"Everything is ready."
Oh, the lady who was dressed as if she was out of touch with the times had a rare smile on her lips. Her eyes returned to the clean and bright toys and textbooks in the glass display case. She stared at the ordinary old things under the light with mixed emotions.
...
Um?
Did the prying eyes just look away?
The prying eyes that had always inspired Klein suddenly disappeared, causing the "magician" with a normal expression to almost look at the ceiling.
He suppressed his inner curiosity and continued to follow the visitors to the glass display cabinets in front.
From the moment he entered the Kingdom Museum, Klein's keen spiritual intuition alerted him from time to time, reminding him that he had walked into the surveillance of a certain entity.
Since it is an item that can be displayed to the public, there should be no spiritual items. The Church of Steam will not send its own archbishop or senior deacon for a simple memorial, so there is a high probability that the ones monitoring the museum should be equipped with special seals. Team leader?
But now, for unknown reasons, the captain has suspended surveillance of the venue. Is it because of some negative effect, or is it to avoid spiritual dryness of users?
While Guessing the reason for the disappearance of the "monitoring" in his mind, Klein followed the commentator's introduction and looked at the pages of Russell's diary stored in the glass display cabinet. His originally calm expression became a little bit... Collapse, with the help of the external force of extraordinary abilities, the muscles at the corners of the mouth mechanically raised upwards.
What is this and why do these diaries contain this kind of content?
He looked at the words "The food here tastes so bad that I'm almost constipated" and other words. He looked at the square words that Huang Tao was no better than a primary school student. The light blue hole hidden behind the plate glasses shook slightly.
I'm almost constipated when I see these... When I think that the Roselle cipher text that the Church of Steam must protect even in exhibitions contains this kind of thing, Klein can't help but raise the corner of his mouth even more.
It's like you finally convinced your sweet online dating partner behind the chat box. After all the hard work, you can only face the person who looks like he has been shined in a funny mirror, holding back tears and saying that they are all friends... ...
Great Emperor, Great Emperor, have you really never considered that there are other time-travelers?
The corner of Klein's mouth twitched slightly, and he numbly followed the commentator who was boldly guessing the content of the cipher text to the last entry in the diary.
"The weather is nice today. As one of the most powerful 'masters of prophecy' in the world, I have already met my future. Well, I shouldn't use the names Napoleon and Caesar casually. This is indeed not a good sign. "
"But compared to them who have left nothing but legends, I at least have a chance to give it a try. The conversation I had with Bonova at Schonbrunn Palace yesterday made me very happy, even though he is the Archbishop of Steam. I came to see the emperor in name, but at least he didn’t really show me a businesslike attitude. For the sake of his sister, he didn’t completely deny me as his father.”
"Alas, Bernadette, who used to be the most obedient, ran away from home, but Bonois, who accompanied me the least, stayed with me the whole day before the end of my life. Destiny is really an unpredictable thing, it is like the most unpredictable thing. The scoundrel bitch always makes fun of our efforts to improve our lives, but this time I have to thank it. I never thought that Bonova would agree to my request."
"Well, if he really fulfilled the promise between us men, then you who don't know what it's called should have seen this last note. Of course, the premise of all this is that I failed and died in an unknown corner.
inside."
"Anyway, I was wrong. If possible, I hope you can forgive me for my stubbornness at that time. I don't beg you to help me return. I just hope you can protect my descendants...before the end."
The crowd of visitors began to leave sparsely, but Klein still stayed in front of the glass display case.
I don’t know why, but when he saw Russell in the diary suddenly changing his tone and starting to talk to a certain being, Klein’s eyes suddenly blurred.
The distorted light and shadow through the glass display case melted into the air, and the gradually hazy and frameless objects floated loosely. Against the bright yellow light cast from the window, Klein had only seen Russell in newspapers and books in his life.
Gustav was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the distance, dressed in rich clothes, his carefully groomed mustache trembling, his blue eyes winking at him mischievously, as if to say: