He only thought about Alice's lack of common sense to live in the human world, but he never thought about the extent to which this lack of common sense could reach. He thought that she could at least help a little bit in the store after coming over, but he didn't expect that she would even
I don’t even know money.
But this is quite reasonable.
After all, she doesn't need to spend money to lie in the coffin...
"Alas... while Shirley and Nina are away, I'll continue to make up lessons with you," Duncan sighed, reluctantly giving up his plan to go out for a walk in the afternoon, "First of all, I have to let you know the basics of understanding the human world.
A few things, such as currency..."
He paused and sighed again: "Hey, looking at this, I really need to open a literacy cram school for you and Shirley."
"Oh, Shirley, that's the short girl just now, right?" Alice immediately answered the number, her face full of joy. It seemed like a very happy thing for her to get to know someone new, "I
I heard you say that like me, she is...what is her name, 'illiterate', right?"
"This is not something to be happy about!" Duncan knocked on the table, "And even Shirley is better than you - at least she knows how to evade fares when taking a bus!"
Alice: “What is fare evasion?”
Duncan: "..."
…
Heidi sneezed firmly.
She stood up and closed the window in the living room, rubbing her nose and muttering about the recent hot and cold weather. Then she raised her head with a little worry and looked at her father who was sitting at the coffee table not far away.
School is already on vacation. The annual autumn vacation of various public schools in Puland lasts for more than two months. During this period, my father does not have to report to school and there is no social interaction on weekdays. Therefore, in previous years, he would usually spend time in the city-state at this time.
In major libraries, you can either stay at home and spend your days leisurely like today.
But for some reason, Morris's condition looks quite wrong today.
He was holding a newspaper, but his eyes were not focused on it at all. He was sitting on the sofa and had maintained that stiff posture for nearly an hour. He seemed to have been thinking about something, even the day maid just now
There was no response to any inquiries.
Heidi frowned.
It seems that my father has been in this state since he came back from Mr. Duncan's antique shop. He is in a trance, occasionally showing strange expressions, ignoring others, and thinking deeply.
He didn't even go to the study room - as if he was instinctively resisting books.
"Are you okay?" Heidi finally couldn't hold it back, got up and came to Morris' side, bent down and asked with concern, "Are you feeling well?"
After asking twice, Morris finally heard his daughter's voice. He quickly raised his head and felt that the buzzing in his head subsided slightly before waving his hands: "I'm fine... Oh, you didn't go to church or city hall today.
?You didn’t go to the clinic either?”
"The work in the church and the city hall has been completed long ago, and the clinic is closed today." Heidi frowned, "I remember you asked me this morning."
"Oh, really, I forgot."
Morris tapped his temple lightly and said hesitantly.
He knew that his condition was not very good, but he could not explain this problem to his daughter.
He could not arbitrarily disclose information about a subspace existence to the outside world - not only because this might offend "Mr. Duncan", but also because if the information was not handled properly, it would cause contamination, which would affect Heidi.
There was a low buzzing sound in his mind, which interrupted Morris's thinking, but the noise soon subsided, allowing his thoughts to stabilize again.
Thought noise, this is the aftereffect of returning from an antique store.
But in fact, compared with yesterday, the aftereffects have been weakened countless times.
Morris knew he should be lucky - not only did he save a life after facing the shadow of subspace, he even saved his own sanity. It was the protection of the God of Wisdom and the goodwill of "Mr. Duncan" that worked at the same time.
Some symptoms caused by the "crazy borderline" were left behind, but after simple self-judgment, he confirmed that these symptoms would quickly diminish over time and there was nothing to be nervous about.
But before the symptoms completely disappear, Heidi may have to worry about her poor condition for a while longer.
Morris frowned suddenly, remembering that his daughter was an excellent psychiatrist - he could not let her continue to notice differences in his mental state.
At this moment, Heidi's voice came again: "Did you talk to Mr. Duncan yesterday? I feel that you are always absent-minded after you come back..."
"Some...topics in the field of knowledge, very profound knowledge," Morris couldn't help but remember the information about the "Creeping Sun Disk" popping up in his mind, recalling what Mr. Duncan revealed to him about the Black Sun.
He used great perseverance to control the "knowledge" that was wandering around in his consciousness as if it had an independent life. He smiled at Heidi and said, "It takes a lot of brainpower. I haven't thought about it yet."
I understand, so I am always distracted today... Let’s not talk about this for now, I suddenly remembered, didn’t you make an appointment with your friends to go to the cinema on your day off? "
Heidi was stunned for a moment: "...friend? I don't remember...which friend I made an appointment with to go to the cinema...did you remember it wrong?"
"Did I remember it wrong?" Morris rubbed his temples. For some reason, he suddenly felt heat hopping around his temples. His memory was blurry, as if something forgotten was awakening in his consciousness.
Come over, "But I clearly remember that you said the day before yesterday that you have a friend...what's his name? He's a very tall guy, and he's very familiar with me..."
Morris's movements of rubbing his temples gradually became irritable, and he began to lightly hit his forehead with his fists and muttered. This made Heidi, who was just a little confused at first, suddenly feel inexplicably nervous. She hurriedly knelt down and held his hand.
The old man's hand: "Are you okay? Do you have a headache? Do you want me to give you some hypnotic relaxation or soothing guidance? Or find another doctor..."
"I don't need a doctor, no need," Morris waved his hand vigorously, and noise appeared in his mind again. However, this time the noise was different from the previous "thinking noise". The sound that sounded this time seemed to be
He was desperately trying to convey some information and awaken something. He felt as if another consciousness had awakened in his mind - that consciousness was still his own, but it was subtly different from his current thinking. "I just need to remember
Get up and recall something very important... Heidi, you have a friend, listen, you have a friend, it's very important..."
The worry and tension on Heidi's face became more and more serious. She squeezed Maurice's other hand tightly, and her words unconsciously carried the power of calming guidance: "Of course I have friends, but what do you mean?
Which one..."
But Morris could no longer hear what Heidi said.
He felt a sudden roar in his head, which was the sound of all the noise being compressed and released in an instant. Then, the thinking noise that had troubled him for a long time completely disappeared, and a large number of strange memories emerged from the depths of his consciousness.
Welling up, he seemed to see that scene again in a trance - a giant, full of starlight, a giant made of crushed mirrors twisted and fused, and then he saw green flames, the flames burned, and the fog
Suddenly disappear.
This time, his sanity was not damaged by seeing the giant. On the contrary, the impression that emerged in his mind seemed to penetrate an invisible curtain with inexplicable power.
The old man suddenly raised his head and stared into Heidi's eyes: "Where is Vanna?"
Heidi was stunned: "...Who is Vanna?"
"The judge of the city-state, one of your best friends, the niece of Archon Dante..." Morris said slowly, his breath had calmed down, his eyes were as deep and sharp as before, and the noise disappeared.
, the giant's figure also disappeared, only two simultaneous but completely different memories remained in his mind, and he could clearly identify all the differences in those memories, as if he was reading two copies in front of him.
Open historical scrolls - distinguishing history and finding the truth, this is one of the things he is best at, "You don't remember, do you?"
Heidi hesitated: "I... don't know who you are talking about, but your state makes me very worried..."
"Don't worry about me, I'm in very good condition now, but we should worry about Vanna," Morris suddenly stood up, his expression more serious than ever, "Heidi, there may be a big problem in our city-state, we have to take action
stand up."
Heidi stood up subconsciously. She could detect that her father's spirit had indeed cheered up inexplicably, but she had no idea what happened: "Action? What to do?"
"Go to the cathedral, find Bishop Valentine, and tell him..." Morris said quickly, but stopped mid-sentence. After weighing nervously and carefully, he shook his head, "No, everyone
Na's accident may have happened because he discovered the truth... When you find Bishop Valentine, tell him that you want to seek asylum, the highest level of asylum. You tell him that I asked you to do this. It is the most outstanding history of the city-state of Pland.
The scholar asked you to do this, don’t say anything else..."
Heidi listened in confusion. She had realized that something dangerous and urgent might be happening, but these things could not be spoken directly. So she controlled the urge to ask questions and prepared to follow her father's instructions first.
But then she noticed that Morris picked up the coat next to him, and her eyes widened slightly: "What about you? What are you going to do?"
"...Go to the antique store." Morris said in a deep voice.