Beckland, North District, 7 Pinster Street.
After a busy day, Leonard finally had the opportunity to ask his doubts:
Old man, what is ‘source castle’?
The slightly old voice in his mind was silent for a few seconds, and he said:
The place where you meet every Monday is likely to be the ‘Source Fort’.
... Leonard never thought he would hear such an answer, and his mind was a little blank for a moment. He was surprised and shocked, and mixed with it. It turned out that he was not without his origin. It turned out that he was so complicated.
After a while, he asked in a low voice:
So where is the "Source Fort"?
Pales Soroasde smiled as if he sighed and laughed:
Actually, I don't know much, I just heard some rumors.
It is different from the creation myth you know. In the rumors, the creator left nine different things at first. Some of them were kingdoms, some cities, some rivers, some oceans, and some keys. The "source castle" was one of them.
In fact, it may not be a castle, but another form and what it looks like. You may know better than me.
I am sure it exists because when I was promoted to an angel, I sensed it, but I couldn't see it and connect with it.
My great-grandfather mentioned a guess that those nine things might be related to the "source quality" recorded on the second "blasphemy stone slab". Unfortunately, for various reasons, He could not interpret the relevant parts of the "source quality".
Leonard calmed down a lot, leaned against the back of the sofa and asked thoughtfully:
Old man, do you suspect that Mr. Fool is the embodiment of "source quality"?
Based on what he saw and heard at the Tarot Club and what the old man Pales occasionally said, he already has a certain understanding of some of the things about the god rank.
Pales Soroasde remained silent for a long time before responding:
Maybe……
……
On the night of strict curfew, there were almost no pedestrians on the streets of Beckland, and occasionally there were carriages passing by, and people with sufficient identities were riding.
After Klein arrived at the agreed house, he did not rush into it. He half-closed his eyes, raised his right hand, grabbed it forward, and pulled out another Sherlock Moriarty wearing a black double-breasted tweed coat, a half-height silk top hat, and a gold-inlaid cane.
This is him when he was just out, and it is an image in the pores of history.
Because Klein himself was right across from the scene, the image was stiff and stiff, like a prop on the stage.
According to the previous experiments, Klein knew that this is the unique principle of time and consciousness in mysticism. That is to say, at the same time point, everyone's essence is unique, and if the ontology can think, the projection will not be.
After the historical pore images of those deceased were summoned, Klein suspected that it was because of his current insufficient level. In short, other people's projections can only do more mechanical Q&A and more instinctive battles. Even if ancient scholars did not know anything, they could not give corresponding answers even if they had experienced it personally.
This confirms Klein's guess, that is, the fragments that ancient scholars could see in the fog of history were all understood by themselves in reality and had some research. Simply put, the fog needed to be lit up by ancient scholars themselves.
Of course, Klein also suspected that if the historical fragments of the same event had illuminated most of the time, the rest would likely appear naturally.
At least the corresponding ability will not be missing because I don’t understand enough. As long as there is an image in the pores of history, the state of that moment will be recorded intact... This is enough... Klein took a look at the historical projection that could only act according to his instinct, and his body suddenly disappeared and entered the gray mist.
Since the ancient scholars' Furo Root Dogs can live in the historical pores, there is no reason for real ancient scholars. The only problem is that there is time limit. In addition, if time goes on for a long time, the secret doll in the real world will definitely die. However, this is just a different form to accompany the ancient scholars.
And as Klein's body entered the light spots in the gray and white mist, his consciousness suddenly came alive in the historical projection.
He raised his hand and pressed his hat. Klein, who looked like Sherlock Moriarty, came outside the house. As agreed, he took out the master key, put it on the door, and turned it gently.
His figure appeared directly inside the house, and he quickly looked around with the crimson moonlight.
The sofas, cabinets, high-back chairs, coffee tables and other furniture here are obviously of a considerable age, and it seems to have come from the last century and looks quite old.
In the dark environment, Sharon, wearing a Gothic court dress and a small soft hat of the same color, suddenly appeared on a high-backed chair.
Good evening.The puppet lady nodded slightly and greeted her.
If she doesn't speak or speak, she is the most standard and exquisite doll.
At the same time, Marichi, who was wearing a white shirt and a black vest, also outlined it at the sofa.
...This gentleman, it’s winter, won’t it be cold if you wear this?
Ah Yes, you are the dead, the dead will not be afraid of the cold... Klein complained a few times in his heart, took off his hat, and saluted Sharon with light blonde hair, blue eyes and pale face:
Good evening, Miss Sharon.
He then half-turned his body and said to Marichi:
Good evening.
Klein's deepest impression of this former zombie and now resentful soul is that the other party actually gathered together with the zombie driven by himself to play cards.
He turned around and played cards together... He sighed silently.
The reason why I suddenly thought of playing cards was because when Klein analyzed the fighting style of ancient scholars before, he found that if he had encountered Zarathu, the two sides would probably play cards on the spot:
You give a picture of the consul Rossel, I give a picture of the great emperor Rossel, you give a picture of Bernadé, I give a picture of Bonova, if you give half a fool, I will take care of Amon...
Unexpectedly, the battle of the diviner will become a card game, a realistic, extremely dangerous card game... Alas, but Zaratho is an angel of Sequence 1 and will not give me a chance to play cards at all. Moreover, when I summon the big figures in the historical pore images, the success rate is relatively low... Klein retracted his gaze and took the initiative to say to Sharon:
I have to do something recently, which is difficult and dangerous. One of the steps is to collect twenty-two extraordinary blood from different channels.For the "resentful soul" approach, the only people I can think of are you and Marichi. You should be better at cursing and have a way to eliminate the connection between blood and yourself.
In fact, he could try to summon the blood above Seniore on the spot and mix his blood into the ceramic jar, but whether this would work would be effective would be Crane and could not divine it. After all, this involves both the high level beyond Sequence 1 and lacks enough information. The only thing he can be sure of is that drawing that symbol will not bring any danger to himself and the provider.
Because ancient scholars could do too many operations, Klein even tried to summon the former witch Triss before, easily subdued her and applied her blood to "The Travels of Grossel".
However, this has no effect.
After thinking, Klein believed that there was a logical contradiction in the timeline, so he could not succeed. The blood was provided by Tris in the past. The one who pulled people in "Grossel's Travels" must be Tris in the past, which would change history.
But history cannot be changed, so the experiment failed.
After listening to Sherlock Moriarty's request quietly, Sharon spoke without any expression:
good.
How much do you want?
Miss Sharon's reaction was the same as I thought... Klein took out a thin glass pipe:
This kind of control is enough.
Sharon, wearing a Gothic court dress, raised his right hand gently, and the thin glass tube seemed to have his own life. He took the initiative to escape from Klein's palm and flew over.
Immediately afterwards, the doll-like lady landed her right hand on her left wrist, and her nails suddenly grew long and became extremely sharp.
She just slashed her wrist and there was a wound. The bright red blood inside it overflowed, without dripping down, and floated up in the thin glass tube.
When the container was filled, Sharon's wound instantly recovered, and there was no trace of it. The plug suddenly jumped to the mouth of the tube, rotated it a few times, and closed it by itself.
During this process, Sharon, whose face was not as pale as before, had no change in expression, as if he had suppressed all his feelings in his heart.
Looking at the tube of blood in his hand, Sharon poked out his left palm, touched it, and slowly slid from top to bottom.
This is to eliminate the connection between the blood and the body.
After doing all this, the blood jumped and flew back to Klein's hand.
Anything else needs help?Sharon sat upright on a high-back chair and said calmly.
None yet, thank you.Klein shook his head, snapped his fingers, causing a red flame to ignite in his palm.
The flames quickly rose, wrapping the glass tube.
When the red color dissipated, the blood was gone.
This is a new change in flame jumping, which can transfer items on one's own body to the secret puppet or the body.
In addition to this, Klein's various extraordinary abilities have also been improved and changed accordingly.
With his skill, he looked at Sharon opposite again and asked casually:
How is your puppet digested?
When he first met Miss Sharon, he felt that the other party looked like a doll, thinking that this was caused by nature or the principle of restraint, it was considered an early performance, which would definitely be of great help to digest the puppet potion.
not bad.Sharon replied plainly, "In another one to two years, it should be able to digest it."
One to two years... Sure enough, no matter how fast I am, I can count on it every year. I am the only one, less than half a year... This is not something to be proud of, it is arranged clearly... Of course, if I count the time when I was hung on the light gate, it can count on it for a thousand years... Miracle Master... If I can get rid of this fate, it may be considered creating a miracle... Klein sighed in his heart and nodded gently:
What are your plans lately?
Sharon said:
I hope to restore the teacher's physical integrity.
Marichi on the sofa immediately added:
But didn't you say that Zarathu, the leader of the Secretariat, was in Beckland, and had close ties with the Rose School?
right.Klein smiled and said, "Wait patiently, there will always be a chance."
This was actually a kind of relief. Even if he became an ancient scholar, he could find many helpers. He did not have the idea of dealing with Zaratu's intact Sequence 1 that was absolutely terrifying beyond imagination!
Moreover, the more he went on the path of the diviner, the more Klein could experience the terribleness and difficulty of killing Zarathu.
After preventing George III from becoming a god, Klein planned to leave Beckland directly and give himself more time to grow.
After a busy day, Leonard finally had the opportunity to ask his doubts:
Old man, what is ‘source castle’?
The slightly old voice in his mind was silent for a few seconds, and he said:
The place where you meet every Monday is likely to be the ‘Source Fort’.
... Leonard never thought he would hear such an answer, and his mind was a little blank for a moment. He was surprised and shocked, and mixed with it. It turned out that he was not without his origin. It turned out that he was so complicated.
After a while, he asked in a low voice:
So where is the "Source Fort"?
Pales Soroasde smiled as if he sighed and laughed:
Actually, I don't know much, I just heard some rumors.
It is different from the creation myth you know. In the rumors, the creator left nine different things at first. Some of them were kingdoms, some cities, some rivers, some oceans, and some keys. The "source castle" was one of them.
In fact, it may not be a castle, but another form and what it looks like. You may know better than me.
I am sure it exists because when I was promoted to an angel, I sensed it, but I couldn't see it and connect with it.
My great-grandfather mentioned a guess that those nine things might be related to the "source quality" recorded on the second "blasphemy stone slab". Unfortunately, for various reasons, He could not interpret the relevant parts of the "source quality".
Leonard calmed down a lot, leaned against the back of the sofa and asked thoughtfully:
Old man, do you suspect that Mr. Fool is the embodiment of "source quality"?
Based on what he saw and heard at the Tarot Club and what the old man Pales occasionally said, he already has a certain understanding of some of the things about the god rank.
Pales Soroasde remained silent for a long time before responding:
Maybe……
……
On the night of strict curfew, there were almost no pedestrians on the streets of Beckland, and occasionally there were carriages passing by, and people with sufficient identities were riding.
After Klein arrived at the agreed house, he did not rush into it. He half-closed his eyes, raised his right hand, grabbed it forward, and pulled out another Sherlock Moriarty wearing a black double-breasted tweed coat, a half-height silk top hat, and a gold-inlaid cane.
This is him when he was just out, and it is an image in the pores of history.
Because Klein himself was right across from the scene, the image was stiff and stiff, like a prop on the stage.
According to the previous experiments, Klein knew that this is the unique principle of time and consciousness in mysticism. That is to say, at the same time point, everyone's essence is unique, and if the ontology can think, the projection will not be.
After the historical pore images of those deceased were summoned, Klein suspected that it was because of his current insufficient level. In short, other people's projections can only do more mechanical Q&A and more instinctive battles. Even if ancient scholars did not know anything, they could not give corresponding answers even if they had experienced it personally.
This confirms Klein's guess, that is, the fragments that ancient scholars could see in the fog of history were all understood by themselves in reality and had some research. Simply put, the fog needed to be lit up by ancient scholars themselves.
Of course, Klein also suspected that if the historical fragments of the same event had illuminated most of the time, the rest would likely appear naturally.
At least the corresponding ability will not be missing because I don’t understand enough. As long as there is an image in the pores of history, the state of that moment will be recorded intact... This is enough... Klein took a look at the historical projection that could only act according to his instinct, and his body suddenly disappeared and entered the gray mist.
Since the ancient scholars' Furo Root Dogs can live in the historical pores, there is no reason for real ancient scholars. The only problem is that there is time limit. In addition, if time goes on for a long time, the secret doll in the real world will definitely die. However, this is just a different form to accompany the ancient scholars.
And as Klein's body entered the light spots in the gray and white mist, his consciousness suddenly came alive in the historical projection.
He raised his hand and pressed his hat. Klein, who looked like Sherlock Moriarty, came outside the house. As agreed, he took out the master key, put it on the door, and turned it gently.
His figure appeared directly inside the house, and he quickly looked around with the crimson moonlight.
The sofas, cabinets, high-back chairs, coffee tables and other furniture here are obviously of a considerable age, and it seems to have come from the last century and looks quite old.
In the dark environment, Sharon, wearing a Gothic court dress and a small soft hat of the same color, suddenly appeared on a high-backed chair.
Good evening.The puppet lady nodded slightly and greeted her.
If she doesn't speak or speak, she is the most standard and exquisite doll.
At the same time, Marichi, who was wearing a white shirt and a black vest, also outlined it at the sofa.
...This gentleman, it’s winter, won’t it be cold if you wear this?
Ah Yes, you are the dead, the dead will not be afraid of the cold... Klein complained a few times in his heart, took off his hat, and saluted Sharon with light blonde hair, blue eyes and pale face:
Good evening, Miss Sharon.
He then half-turned his body and said to Marichi:
Good evening.
Klein's deepest impression of this former zombie and now resentful soul is that the other party actually gathered together with the zombie driven by himself to play cards.
He turned around and played cards together... He sighed silently.
The reason why I suddenly thought of playing cards was because when Klein analyzed the fighting style of ancient scholars before, he found that if he had encountered Zarathu, the two sides would probably play cards on the spot:
You give a picture of the consul Rossel, I give a picture of the great emperor Rossel, you give a picture of Bernadé, I give a picture of Bonova, if you give half a fool, I will take care of Amon...
Unexpectedly, the battle of the diviner will become a card game, a realistic, extremely dangerous card game... Alas, but Zaratho is an angel of Sequence 1 and will not give me a chance to play cards at all. Moreover, when I summon the big figures in the historical pore images, the success rate is relatively low... Klein retracted his gaze and took the initiative to say to Sharon:
I have to do something recently, which is difficult and dangerous. One of the steps is to collect twenty-two extraordinary blood from different channels.For the "resentful soul" approach, the only people I can think of are you and Marichi. You should be better at cursing and have a way to eliminate the connection between blood and yourself.
In fact, he could try to summon the blood above Seniore on the spot and mix his blood into the ceramic jar, but whether this would work would be effective would be Crane and could not divine it. After all, this involves both the high level beyond Sequence 1 and lacks enough information. The only thing he can be sure of is that drawing that symbol will not bring any danger to himself and the provider.
Because ancient scholars could do too many operations, Klein even tried to summon the former witch Triss before, easily subdued her and applied her blood to "The Travels of Grossel".
However, this has no effect.
After thinking, Klein believed that there was a logical contradiction in the timeline, so he could not succeed. The blood was provided by Tris in the past. The one who pulled people in "Grossel's Travels" must be Tris in the past, which would change history.
But history cannot be changed, so the experiment failed.
After listening to Sherlock Moriarty's request quietly, Sharon spoke without any expression:
good.
How much do you want?
Miss Sharon's reaction was the same as I thought... Klein took out a thin glass pipe:
This kind of control is enough.
Sharon, wearing a Gothic court dress, raised his right hand gently, and the thin glass tube seemed to have his own life. He took the initiative to escape from Klein's palm and flew over.
Immediately afterwards, the doll-like lady landed her right hand on her left wrist, and her nails suddenly grew long and became extremely sharp.
She just slashed her wrist and there was a wound. The bright red blood inside it overflowed, without dripping down, and floated up in the thin glass tube.
When the container was filled, Sharon's wound instantly recovered, and there was no trace of it. The plug suddenly jumped to the mouth of the tube, rotated it a few times, and closed it by itself.
During this process, Sharon, whose face was not as pale as before, had no change in expression, as if he had suppressed all his feelings in his heart.
Looking at the tube of blood in his hand, Sharon poked out his left palm, touched it, and slowly slid from top to bottom.
This is to eliminate the connection between the blood and the body.
After doing all this, the blood jumped and flew back to Klein's hand.
Anything else needs help?Sharon sat upright on a high-back chair and said calmly.
None yet, thank you.Klein shook his head, snapped his fingers, causing a red flame to ignite in his palm.
The flames quickly rose, wrapping the glass tube.
When the red color dissipated, the blood was gone.
This is a new change in flame jumping, which can transfer items on one's own body to the secret puppet or the body.
In addition to this, Klein's various extraordinary abilities have also been improved and changed accordingly.
With his skill, he looked at Sharon opposite again and asked casually:
How is your puppet digested?
When he first met Miss Sharon, he felt that the other party looked like a doll, thinking that this was caused by nature or the principle of restraint, it was considered an early performance, which would definitely be of great help to digest the puppet potion.
not bad.Sharon replied plainly, "In another one to two years, it should be able to digest it."
One to two years... Sure enough, no matter how fast I am, I can count on it every year. I am the only one, less than half a year... This is not something to be proud of, it is arranged clearly... Of course, if I count the time when I was hung on the light gate, it can count on it for a thousand years... Miracle Master... If I can get rid of this fate, it may be considered creating a miracle... Klein sighed in his heart and nodded gently:
What are your plans lately?
Sharon said:
I hope to restore the teacher's physical integrity.
Marichi on the sofa immediately added:
But didn't you say that Zarathu, the leader of the Secretariat, was in Beckland, and had close ties with the Rose School?
right.Klein smiled and said, "Wait patiently, there will always be a chance."
This was actually a kind of relief. Even if he became an ancient scholar, he could find many helpers. He did not have the idea of dealing with Zaratu's intact Sequence 1 that was absolutely terrifying beyond imagination!
Moreover, the more he went on the path of the diviner, the more Klein could experience the terribleness and difficulty of killing Zarathu.
After preventing George III from becoming a god, Klein planned to leave Beckland directly and give himself more time to grow.
![[Historical fiction] Jin Ping Mei (Original version of Chongzhen) - Classic, plot, good writing](/templates/nvshen/themes/img/thumb_1.png)