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Chapter 42 The frozen water port of the past

Apart from anything else, Annan is still very confident in his acting skills and memory.

After seeing Ailei's portrait, he remembered Ailei's expressions and movements.

So he worked backwards from the finished product to the real person, completely replicating the expression and movements of "Elle" at that time, and it was easy for Amos Morrison to complete the portrait without raising any suspicion.

But Annan is not the real Eli Morrison after all.

It seems that because Annan's performance was too perfect, even more like "Ai Lei" than "Ai Lei"...or maybe he really didn't move for more than two hours, but Amos showed hesitation on his face.

expression.

Is this suspicious?

Or should I say...

Annan's heart moved slightly, and he had a vague murderous intention.

Different from the previous scene.

Previously, Annan used the body of an aging version of the artist "Amos". Not only was he physically weak, but his abdomen was also pierced and bleeding. He really had no ability to move.

But his daughter Elle Morrison is different.

This is a very young and healthy body.

Even if Amos is in his prime at this moment, Annan is at least 70% sure that she can successfully attack and kill her father right here.

——As long as you are dead, I will probably be safe.

But Annan hesitated and gave up.

Because he soon discovered that Amos was not doubting his identity...

But...feeling a little guilty?

"Well... I'm sorry, Ai Lei. You did a good job, but this is all I can do."

Amos sighed and muttered under his breath: "If there is such a thing..."

"Um?"

Annan tried to use the least amount of information to express questions.

The painter sighed again.

He hammered his thigh with some regret and murmured to himself: "Unfortunately, it has been used up... No, no. It should be said that it is fortunate that it has been used up. Otherwise, you are so beautiful. If there is still stock, I might really

I couldn’t help but use it..."

As the man spoke, he slowly put down the brush and looked at his daughter with a tired expression.

"I'm sorry, Elle. I lied.

"Our agreement was impossible to fulfill from the beginning. Because what you don't know is that the people who have been painted by me in portraits are actually..."

Speaking of this, a trace of pain flashed in Amos's eyes.

Obviously, admitting this to his daughter was tantamount to soul torture for him.

But Annan remained motionless and persisted until the portrait was completed, which seemed to have triggered some conditions.

It seems that the two of them had made an agreement before. If Elle can persist to the end, then Amos must paint "that kind of" portrait for her.

Obviously, this condition was impossible to establish in the first place.

"I didn't want to tell you this originally. I used to think that if you moved around or became impatient, I would pretend to be angry - I thought you would definitely be like this. In that case, Dad would blame you for wasting precious time.

God gave you paint and refused to paint your portrait..."

...Paint given by God?

Annan quickly realized the key point from Amos's words.

"No need to apologize, Dad."

Through Amos' tone, Annan slowly guessed Ai Lei's possible character, looked into Amos's eyes and said slowly: "I don't particularly want to..."

Seeing a moment of confusion and doubt in Amos's eyes, he suddenly changed the subject: "At least I won't continue to persist if I know it's not good for me. I believe you... you don't

You may have lied to me, especially...you said the same thing as before."

Hearing this, Amos finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The smile on his face relaxed immediately: "That's good, Ai Lei. You have grown up...but remember, never say these words outside. This painting is given to you, happy birthday.

"

"Thanks."

Annan said with a smile: "But I think this gift is not enough."

"Of course."

Amos said repeatedly: "I'm going to buy you a cake right now. We just got a pastry chef from the royal capital some time ago. It is said that his skills are very good..."

Wait, pastry chef?

A sentence suddenly flashed in Annan's mind.

That's what Senior Salvatore told him when he introduced him to the "landmark businessman" of Frozen Water Port:

"——The old baker at Fengshui Port is very good at his craftsmanship. It is said that he came from the royal capital decades ago."

This...couldn't it be the frozen water port from decades ago?

Annan seemed to feel a burst of lightning rushing down his back, and asked tentatively: "Why did he come from the royal capital? Our place... is quite remote."

The word "remote" can be said to be very cautious because it is quite subjective.

No matter where you are, you can call your location remote. Even in the capital, people who live on the edge of the capital can call themselves "remote" without anyone thinking there is anything wrong.

But Amos was not at all wary of Annan, or "Ai Lei".

"It must be that I have saved a lot of money in the first half of my life and don't want to do it anymore. After all, prices here are low."

He replied casually: "Although the Frozen Water Port is a bit remote, it is more or less a non-freezing port. Ai Lei, you don't know that the price of many foreign specialties can increase three or four times when bought from here and sold in the royal capital.

"

"That's it..."

Annan nodded with a look of astonishment on his face.

After Amos left the room, he narrowed his eyes slightly. The pure and clear emerald green eyes belonging to Elle Morrison, at this moment, revealed the cunning and depth of a fox.

This is indeed the past. It is the frozen water port decades ago.

Speaking of which, the first copy seems to have actually happened in the past...

But in that copy, because the time span was too small, Annan didn't realize the extent to which "Nightmare" could go back in time.

But now, he was finally convinced.

——At least to the extent of several decades.

In that copy, he obtained the identity of Annan and obtained many secrets belonging to the Geraint family...

So, what can he get in this copy?

What valuable intelligence can he get from this nightmare woven from real events decades ago?

For example...

That baker.

Amos's inference was wrong. After a few decades, Frozen Water Port became very dilapidated, and it was impossible to buy foreign specialties. But the baker not only did not leave, but settled here... People

Unable to afford cakes or pastries, he abandoned his craft and started baking bread.

Even the locals in Fengshui Port were very surprised as to why he did this.

It is said that the baker once won the pastry chef competition in the royal capital. With his status, even if he works as a freelance cook in a noble family, it will definitely be easier and more profitable than opening a bakery.

Regarding his secret, it seems that we can explore it during this time period.

But before that...

Annan decided to take advantage of the fact that Ailei's father was not at home.

He wants to demolish his house.

Whether it's intelligence, information, knowledge, secrets, plus treasures, weapons, equipment... he wants them all!

This is not a player randomly entering the house to search for NPCs - he is doing a main mission!

The main mission has him "discover the secrets of Amos Morrison".

Since it is a secret, it will definitely not be hidden where anyone can see it.

"Obviously the family emblem of Duke Winter is a wolf head, why do I have to do the work of a husky..."

Annan muttered dissatisfiedly and jumped up from the bed.

Annan Not Husky Winter began to skillfully dismantle Elle Morrison's room.


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