The young man's calm voice echoed in the still-diffusing smoke and dust. After hearing these words, except for Saint Shalia, the other companions opened their eyes wide and showed expressions of disbelief. There was silence for a while in the depths of the forest.
Finally, there was a thoughtful sigh: "Oh?"
Professor David, dressed in a black formal suit, wearing a bowler hat and white gloves, and leaning on a walnut cane, slowly walked out from the cover of the trees and looked up and down at the calm-faced young man with interest.
There was no trace of panic or confusion after the attack on his face, so he smiled slightly and said: "I thought I hid it well. How did you find me?"
"I didn't find you, I just guessed that you would follow us."
Ringer replied: "Do you know Mr. Milev Nowovich?"
"Milev Norwich?" Professor David recalled it carefully and found that he had no impression, so he shook his head: "I don't know this person, but the surname Norwich sounds quite familiar to me.
Sounds familiar?"
"Of course it will sound familiar to you, because Norwich is not a surname. It was originally a given name. It was not until the founding of Avignon that it became a surname, just like your last name, Professor David." Ringer said: "
When the village of Avignon still existed, the Norwich family served as village chiefs for at least three hundred years. The local influence was deeply rooted and they knew the past history of this land even better than you at Nimscher University.
The instructor of the history department also needs to know more. In the morning, when I visited this old gentleman, I asked him to confirm some things, including the fate of the sinner David."
He paused, which was actually to give his companions time to digest the information, and to let them know that he did not disappear for no reason in the morning, but had something serious to do, and then continued: "The legend only mentions that the sinner David betrayed the village.
It caused Avignon to lose the care of the Great Wind, but did not mention his final fate. I guess it is because the Kreisov Dynasty and the Cangtian Order had traces of interference in this matter, and later generations will think of it.
It’s just a taboo. However, history books and legends can be revised, but oral memories cannot. Therefore, old Mr. Norwich told me clearly that after the sinner David left the village of Avignon, he took refuge with the royal family of Kreisov.
He also believed in the God of the Holy Sky Mountain and became a believer in the Cangtian Order. Later he disappeared. No one knows the reason, but I guess that maybe he didn't disappear, but just changed his surname and appeared in the world with another identity.
Just hit the mark. What do you think, Professor Hanson David - or rather."
"Professor Hanson David?"
After the words fell, the atmosphere suddenly fell into an eerie silence. The solid ice was enough to suffocate ten thousand sardines floating in it, like a silent funeral under the sea.
The professor slowly rubbed the heavy and rounded top of the walnut cane with his pair of expensive and elegant white gloves, feeling the smooth surface without any dullness when it rubbed against the palm of his hand. He suddenly chuckled: "Breaking the covenant of the brass scroll,
The serious consequences of the failure of the attempt to seize the angel's authority are unimaginable. The anger and dissatisfaction of the Avignon people is secondary. The domestic opposition forces used this as a reason to question the legitimacy and heaven of the Kreisov dynasty.
The purpose of the existence of the religious order, and its attempt to overthrow the existing regime and establish a new rule, triggered an era of chaos known to later generations, and endless disputes in the land of Laisenberg. Under this situation, still using the original name would inevitably put oneself in danger.
Being in danger, our ancestors just made a wiser decision."
He indirectly admitted Ringer's guess.
"Wait, wait!?" Alice finally reacted. Not only her, but other companions also reacted and understood a shocking thing: "In other words, with the Kreisov royal family and the Cangtian Cult,
They colluded with the gang, betrayed the angels, betrayed the village of Avignon, and finally left a secret passage. The sinner David who wrote "Ancient History of Avignon" is actually the ancestor of Professor David!?"
Lin Ge nodded calmly.
It was precisely because he obtained the information from Mr. Norwich and combined it with the clues he had grasped that he came to such a conclusion. Therefore, Ringer had been extremely vigilant before setting off. Not only did he tell the story
Saint Sharia also used the grace scroll magic "premonition" before entering the secret passage, so that she could react when David launched an attack, warn her in time, and successfully avoid his sneak attack.
As for why he didn't tell other companions, it was because he felt that these people were still unable to maintain a normal mentality even when they knew that enemies were following them, and would inevitably expose their flaws. If Professor David was alert and unwilling to take action easily, he would have to deal with it.
It is much more difficult to deal with an enemy in the dark than an enemy on the surface.
""Ancient History of Avignon"? You indeed learned the specific location of the secret passage from this book." The conspiracy was exposed. Professor David still had a gentle smile, but his eyes under his silver-rimmed glasses were different.
It seemed a bit sinister, and the hand pressing on the walnut cane subconsciously increased its strength: "The ancestor David left records about angels, covenants and secret passages, but they were unintentionally destroyed by the unscrupulous descendants of the clan, leaving only a mutilated copy.
Grandfather, father and I spent three generations studying for many years before we finally found the brass scroll buried by the Kreisov royal family from that fragment of words, but we still couldn't find the secret passage. But as for you, you are like this
It was so easy to find the real windmill village ruins, so easy to find the secret passage, so easy to realize our long-cherished wish in the previous life... Tell me, where did you get it from?"
His sly smile and cold, gloomy eyes make people feel very stressed and creepy.
Olivia quietly shrank back a little, trying to reduce her sense of presence, but Alice was not afraid of this threat and snorted coldly: "None of your business, I said I bought it for five pennies at a roadside second-hand bookstore.
Would you believe it? Of course you wouldn’t believe it, but there’s no way, it’s true. Alas, maybe this is luck?”
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I won’t tell you that it’s the power of the young queen!
"Lucky?"
This joking reply obviously did not satisfy Professor David. He slowly tightened his cane. If it were not for the cover of his gloves, he would have seen that the bones and joints on his palms turned white due to the excessive force: "How so.
Ridiculous, how stupid - is the mere word 'lucky' enough to outweigh the efforts of three generations of us!?"
This frivolous and ignorant blonde maid has no idea how long the "Davids" have been waiting for this day and how hard they have worked. Betrayal, conspiracy, killing, lies, deception... are just some of them.
Part of it is just the most common part.
My grandfather worked hard to finally find the tomb of the last emperor of the Kreisov royal family and unearthed the most important brass scroll of Kreisov. This incident alone made him exhausted mentally and physically, and he died early in his fifties.
; My father rose to the top of the Holy Fountain Monks by his own ability. He was originally a powerful and noble magician, but he was forced to voluntarily withdraw from the evacuation plan and stayed in Nimsher. He pretended to join the United Order and was deprived of the use of magic.
Qualification, just to keep a hope; I tried to decipher the Brass Scroll, and studied for ten years at the University of Nimschel, but got nothing; in the days when I became the director of the Lubeon Museum, I was afraid every day and worried about the possibility of the alliance of the religious orders.
Close surveillance; worried that important clues might be hidden in the ruins of the original windmill village, they spent a huge amount of money to get in touch with the Avion city government, and deliberately limited the area to an area where tourists were prohibited from entering and exiting, even from young members of the David family.
The best and calmest person was carefully selected to be responsible for guarding and maintaining this place. The manpower, financial and material resources spent for this purpose are immeasurable; even Rochelle came to Nimshe with a letter from His Majesty Caiul.
Hey, when you are asked to assist in the plan of the ceremony to invite the gods, you can still endure such a harsh request calmly... And all these efforts are not as good as the word "lucky" that Alice flutters? That being the case.
"Let me see if your 'luck' can protect you until the end." Professor David sneered.
"Oh? Are you so confident that you can defeat us?" Alice quietly took off the equipment from her belt, holding the game console in one hand and the "First Fantasy: Four Warriors" cartridge in the other. The familiar metallic texture made her regain her senses.
She is confident, and her eyes are shining with eagerness to try. After being tortured for several days in controller mode, she can’t wait to show off her true skills as a genius player in real games: “If I’m not mistaken, you are
Did you come alone?"
"So what."
Professor David continued to sneer. He thought Alice's idea was funny. The battle between magicians was not determined by the number of people: "Although you seem to have used some very special method to cover your breath, in essence, it is nothing more than the number of people."
It's just a group of little girls playing around. They are too vigilant. I secretly followed your movements when you were deciphering the Brass Scroll, and then sent people to track you down at the hotel where you were staying, but you didn't even notice.
.With such a careless performance, even if he has some magic power, he is just a poor beginner, as shallow and ignorant as a child."
After mocking the girls, including Alice, he turned his attention to Ringer and Saint Xalia: "But you still surprised me. If I am not wrong, Mr. Ringer, you can detect it in advance.
The attack on me should be the shepherd's grace scroll magic [Premonition] taking effect; as for this lady, it's even more interesting. She deflected my magic without any magic fluctuation. I have never seen it before.
Such a special way of using magic."
He did not think that Saint Shalia's thread of destiny was a higher level of power than magic, he only thought that she covered up the aura of controlling magic in some way. This technique is very useful, because it can be used to confuse those who unite the sect.
A sensitive and suspicious yet rigid magic detection instrument.
Saint Xalia shook his head slightly, which means you guessed wrong. As for why you didn't say it, it may be because you don't want to communicate with this kind of person; while Linge frowned because he found something wrong.
Thing: Where did Professor David know his name?
"It turns out that was that time!"
Alice recalled that when she left the Lubeon Museum, she had a specious premonition, but at the time she thought it was an illusion caused by too many people and didn't pay attention to it. But was it actually the secret attention from Professor David? p>
Looking back now, when she and Olvera were talking about the Brass Scroll of Kreisov, Professor David had actually seen through the veil of fate and saw Olvera's existence, right? But he pretended to know nothing about it.
I don’t know, she didn’t see anything, but she felt like she was hiding it well.
This is too treacherous!
No, we can't just dump the blame on this guy. Although he is indeed treacherous, isn't he careless? Xiaoxia has long said that the effectiveness of the thread of fate is short-lived and limited, but he and others are not.
I didn't listen to her words and believed too much in the blessing of this phantom, which led to the current situation.
Alice gradually calmed down and realized that now was not the time to get angry. She would leave the matter of sharing the blame until later. Anyway, when things were over, Ringer would definitely give them all a scolding. Before that, let's deal with this annoying person first.
Let’s kill the uncle first!
"The era of using magic and magic to distinguish the strong and the weak has passed - at least in front of me, Alice, it is over, you uncle with a dark mentality, outdated thoughts and a paranoid personality!"
With calm anger, she grasped her game console tightly, holding the cassette with her other hand. Under Professor David's eyes, which looked like he was looking at a lunatic, she violently inserted the cassette into the game console, and the interface was embedded in the slot.
The clear and loud kacha sound is quite like the bite of metal gears, full of a certain sense of steel mystery: "Now——"
"Experience the latest and most powerful game magic!"
"hen,sin(change,body)!
”
After her voice fell, the strings of 0s and 1s, like faint blue phantoms, instantly flowed out from between her fingers, spreading across the entire valley at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye. The flashing arcs of lightning were like lightning.
The call of the gods from the unknown realm is changing the nature of the world every moment, every minute and every second.