With Ms. "Hela"'s restrainedness and calmness, there were also emotional waves... Franka withdrew her gaze with emotion.
At this time, many members of the "Curly Baboon Research Society" recovered from the shock and expressed their opinions excitedly and eagerly.
Someone shouted:
"'Hidden Blade', you can't make such a simple judgment!"
Franka immediately yelled back:
"Whether Easter Island is the intersection of two worlds or not, we have to find Harrison!
"This is not a conclusion, this is the direction of investigation!"
Someone else shouted:
"How can you find someone based on just a name?"
"I have his portrait!" Franka responded immediately.
Everyone expressed their expectations, raised questions, and sought answers. Youdao shouted out slightly uncontrollably:
"Can't you live your current life peacefully?"
Franka looked around and saw the male member codenamed "Mole".
After "Mole" started, many members loudly said:
"I don't want to risk any more small hopes."
"Can't you give up your fantasy?"
"I have no interest in going back to the old world!"
"..."
Franka was not surprised at all by the opposition, she just sighed secretly:
There are hundreds of people, all kinds of people...
She responded sincerely:
"Looking for Harrison and confirming the situation on Easter Island. In principle, participation is voluntary. Those who want to find out the truth about time travel will decide whether it is worth the risk. Those who are unwilling will remain the same as before, but do not prevent others from participating."
"Mole" and others were obviously a little worried that the investigation of Easter Island would affect their current lives, but Franka used the weapon of "free choice", and they could only retreat to the edge area muttering.
Franka took the opportunity to add:
"At this stage, the investigation of Easter Island is limited to collecting intelligence. Do not search for it. It is very dangerous. After we get the key information from Harrison, we will discuss whether to go to Easter Island and how to get there.
"Well, I'll show Harrison's portrait now."
Some members of the Curly Baboon Research Society who had figured out the whole thing burst into cheers:
"The 'Hidden Blade' is 1.8 meters tall!"
"'Hidden Blade' I love you!"
"Praise you, Hidden Blade!"
"..."
Franca tilted her head in amusement.
She was infected by the emotions of these people, and the worries and fears in her heart were relieved a lot.
She knew that these members of the "Curly Baboon Research Society" were not afraid of unknown investigation results and the truth that might pierce all their expectations, but they had been waiting for too long and longing for too long, and any small hope would make them temporarily
Forget about pain and sorrow and release emotions of excitement and joy.
Franka took a breath, took out Harrison's portrait, and pasted it on the back of the huge stone chair.
"Everyone take turns to look at it!" Franca shouted and voluntarily left the area where the mottled stone chair was.
"Do you really think that is the intersection of the two worlds?" "Gandalf" stopped Franka and asked in a fiery tone.
Franka smiled awkwardly:
"Guess, it's just a guess."
"Gandalf" nodded with satisfaction:
"There is no problem. Make bold assumptions and verify carefully."
"What do you think is the relationship between Easter Island and our world?" Franka asked "Gandalf" with a little anticipation and a little anxiety.
"Gandalf" laughed and said:
"I don't have any preset conclusions yet and need more information to study."
Franka looked around and lowered her voice.
She briefly shared the existence of the "Fountain of the Samaritan Woman", "The Underworld Man" and the "Heavenly Master" with the president "Gandalf".
Before attending this party, she and Lumian decided to tell "Gandalf" and other members of the "Curly Baboon Research Society" who had cooperated with this information in the real world - they had only shared it with "Hela" before.
.
"Gandalf" listened intently and made a judgment:
"The relationship between the two worlds may be closer than we thought.
"The matter of time travel may have started earlier."
Without waiting for "Hidden Blade" Franka's response, the president of the "Curly-haired Baboon Research Society" sighed to himself:
"There are so many things and so many traces that we have never encountered before, but you bump into them frequently."
This probably requires you to praise the "True Creator"... Franka had a hard time holding back her complaints.
Saying goodbye to the half-giant "Gandalf", she was blocked by the tall "007" again.
"We have never found the person suspected of being Harrison." "007" simply gave feedback on the previous "person search" results.
"Maybe he is no longer in Trier." Franka stopped complaining about the inefficiency of the "Purifiers".
She glanced at "007" wearing a lion's hood, and asked thoughtfully:
"Would you ever want to go back to your old world?"
"007" was silent for a few seconds and said:
"Of course, but I'm afraid everything is different.
"Although from the perspective that the era when Emperor Russell traveled is not much different from ours, if we go back now, we will only miss a few days of life, but no one has ever gone back, so we cannot give a definite conclusion. Maybe coming and going are two different things.
completely different rules."
Franka also fell silent.
"007" glanced at "Gandalf" who was sitting on the steps, holding a notebook and writing something, and asked Franka:
"What did you tell the president? I feel he was a little excited."
Franka calmed down her emotions and took the opportunity to share the things she told "Gandalf" with "007".
"007" Angouleme was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said:
"Why didn't you tell me this information earlier?
"Is there anything else you haven't told?"
"Aren't you afraid that you are really 007?" Franka made a joke, and then was blocked by "007"'s eyes. She could only smile and said, "Sometimes, it's not that I don't want to tell it, but it's not suitable yet.
Speak, or you don’t have the right to speak.”
I'm not Lumian. I have to squeeze it out like toothpaste before it comes out. If I really want to talk about it, I will definitely share it all... Franka added in her heart.
"007" knew that "Hidden Blade" should have joined a secret organization, and understood her difficulty. He took two deep breaths and calmed down.
He said to himself:
"You can all find so many traces of another world in Trier underground. I don't believe that the two major churches that have guarded Trier for more than a thousand years have not found any traces at all.
"When I become a demigod and a senior deacon, I should be able to look through that part of the file, right?"
"Yeah, yeah." Franka agreed repeatedly.
In the corner where the "College" group gathered, "Professor", "Associate Professor", "Principal", "Isotope" and others had all seen the Harrison portrait that Franca had pasted on the stone chair, and were discussing related matters enthusiastically.
.
The woman with the periodic table painted on her face in washable oil paint asked the people around her:
"If you really find a way and passage back to our world, will you go back?"
"Professor" and "Associate Professor" looked at each other and said:
"If we can take our children with us without giving up anyone, we definitely want to go back."
The "principal" who was suspected to be a vampire said with a smile:
"If I can retain my extraordinary abilities, then I am willing to go back."
There was a fake head on each side of the shoulders, and "Isotope" wearing a dummy hood laughed and said:
"I don't have many people or things that I care about. Simple modern life cannot replace the sense of accomplishment I have gained in this world. I don't want to go back."
"What about you, Muggle?" "Periodic Table of Elements" asked Lumian, who was quietly listening.
Lumian was startled for a moment and said in Aurore's tone:
"That's what I miss day and night.
"But I also want to take away some people who are close to me."
After communicating for a long time, the topics of "going home" and "Easter Island" finally lost their popularity. After everyone calmed down in unison, Lumian raised his gracefully curved chin, looked around and said:
"Do any of you know anyone from the Moss Trappist Order?"
With a flick of the floor, most members of the "Academy" group turned their attention to the "Muggle", staring at her red lips and white skin exposed outside the hood.
"Why do you suddenly ask this question?" the "professor" wearing a bow tie asked in confusion.
There are many "wizards" in the "Academy" group, and they have exchanged information about the "Morse Trappist Order". She is not surprised why "Muggles" know about this secret organization.
Lumian smiled and replied:
"I want to send a message to the Moss Trappist Order. There is a traitor among them."
"Traitor?" "Isotope" and others were a little confused after hearing this.
Lumian asked instead:
"Have you ever heard of 'The Man in the Mirror'?"
According to Ms. "Hela"'s latest statement, the members of the "Curly Baboon Research Society" who can enter the "Land of Night" with the help of spells have at most a problem with their thinking and have pollution hidden in their bodies, so they will not even change their life forms.
It has not been discovered yet, so we can preliminarily rule out the possibility that there is a "man in the mirror" hiding here.
"I've heard of it." The "Professor" wearing a black half-face mask nodded solemnly, "It occasionally happens that the original owner is replaced by his own 'people in the mirror', but no one knows why those 'people in the mirror' appear.
, maybe the official extraordinary people have the corresponding information."
He knows a lot about the world of mysticism... Lumian's lips curved into a smile:
"I know that a 'man in the mirror' named Griffith replaced the original owner, and his original owner was a member of the 'Morse Trappist Order'. Of course, Griffith is definitely not his member of the 'Morse Trappist Order'.
'The name used."
The members of the "Academy" group remained silent and did not speak, only nodding slightly.
Lumian did not continue the topic.
"Professor" glanced at her and asked tentatively:
"Muggle, are you still in Trier?"
"Yes." Lumian responded with a smile.
"Professor" looked around and said:
"I plan to organize a real-life gathering of Trier members soon. Do you want to attend?
“Mainly people from our ‘college’ group.”
Lumian's eyes moved slightly, and he raised the corners of his mouth and said: