No... Could it be that Mr. Azk is the so-called first Baron Ramd?
This is a character from 1,400 or 500 years ago... No, why is it certain that the person in the portrait is the first Baron Ramd... Klein stared at the oil painting, his mind was confused, as if he suddenly found that all the people around him had turned into monsters, or the whole world was just a dream of the gods.
He raised his head suddenly, stared at the yellow-haired middle-aged man in front of him, reached out to take out the revolver from the gun bag under his armpit, and said in a deep voice:
This is not an antique.If you don’t explain the situation clearly, I will arrest you for fraud and prosecute you!
He doesn't care whether the prosecution belongs to the police department or not, and that is, to intimidate the other party and obtain information!
At the same time, Klein tapped his left tooth twice, turned on his spiritual vision, and monitored the target's emotional color changes.
The yellow-haired middle-aged man was startled and replied in horror:
No, I don't know if it's antique, no, I heard it's antique, but I don't understand these, really don't understand, I don't even know many words, well, words.
His eyes turned and he looked around, as if he wanted to call for help.
But at this moment, he saw Klein adjusting the wheel and trigger, and pretending to be about to kill the suspect in resistance.
He could brush his back straight and never dared to look around again.
Where did you get this oil painting?Klein asked heavily inside.
The middle-aged man with yellow hair moved his lips and said with a pleasant smile:
Police officer, this was found by my grandfather from the castle. More than 40 years ago, the exterior wall and the second floor room collapsed, and some items appeared. It was the oil painting that people in the past could not find. No, no, it was not this oil painting. The original oil painting was already very tattered and could not be preserved at all. My grandfather asked someone to imitate and draw a picture. Well, it was the one you just saw. I did not lie to you. The oil paintings from more than 40 years ago can indeed be considered antiques...
Then are you sure this is a portrait of the first Baron Ramd?Klein rubbed the trigger, making the other party's gaze dare not move at all.
The middle-aged man in yellow hair laughed and said: I'm not sure, but I guess it is.
reason?Klein was almost amused by the other party's shamelessness.
Because there is no name on the oil painting.The yellow-haired middle-aged man rarely answers seriously, just like when I was called rogue Grey, my father was called curly Grey, and only my grandfather was the real Grey.
...Clain breathed silently:
Where is your grandfather?
He has been buried there for almost twenty years in the cemetery, next to him is my father, who was buried three years ago.The middle-aged man with yellow hair answered very honestly.
After asking from another angle for a while, Klein adjusted the pistol wheel in front of the yellow-haired middle-aged man and put it back into the gun bag under his armpit.
Putting away the police officer's ID, wearing a thin black windbreaker, he turned around, walked towards the hotel with his hands in his pockets, and walked silently in the faint lights in the houses on both sides.
Not sure if the portrait belongs to the first Baron Ramd... I don't know if there is an exact historical record of the castle in the town...
But no matter what, the gentleman in the portrait must be an ancient person, an ancient person at least a thousand years ago...
He and Mr. Azke are almost exactly the same as their hairstyles. Is this the so-called reincarnation?
When Mr. Azke gave up his posts at other universities in Beckland and came to Tingen, perhaps he was driven by his residual instinct...
Well, there are other possibilities, for example, the one in the portrait is Mr. Azk, and Mr. Azk is him!
Thinking of this, Klein was shocked and almost tripped by the steps ahead.
He paced a few steps down the damaged gas street lights, combined with his insights from the information explosion era, and made a further analysis based on the guess just now:
Mr. Azk became an undead creature for some reason, such as a vampire, so he lived from ancient times to the present?
No, there is no vampire with bronze skin...
And when I shook hands with Mr. Azke, I could clearly feel his body temperature and blood flowing in his body.
Although he hated the heat in the south, he was not afraid of the sun. He once formed a team with other teachers to row in a row...
Well, there is another possibility that Mr. Azke's sequence potion or other factors have brought him a long life, and the price is losing memory!Hiss, considering his completely different dreams, can we assume that his memory loss is cyclical?Every few decades, he will forget the past and gain a new life, and those dreams are the real life he experienced in the past... Haha, I seem to have read similar novels...
To verify this matter, divination alone is not enough. We must find traces of Mr. Azke's life again and again, without traces of childhood and teenager, directly starting from adulthood!
Klein, who was bold and cautious in proof of the bold assumption, began to tend to his latter guess, but the possibility of reincarnation could not be ruled out for the time being.
He restrained his messy thoughts and carefully considered whether to inform Captain Dunn of this matter:
If Mr. Azk was truly an extraordinary ancient person who had lived for more than a thousand years, then his strength would be stronger than I thought...
He reminded me before that it was kind-hearted, but it is hard to say whether he will remain kind-hearted after I found clues about his past...
But Mr. Azke has always been very nice to me, and it is possible that he will be harmed by the rash introduction of the night watchman...
Huh, remove the divination from the gray fog and eliminate interference. This is the most important choice for diviners!
Klein made the decision and accelerated his return to the hotel.
Taking advantage of the opportunity that Dunn and Fry had not returned, he spent 1 Suller to reopen a room.
Entering the room, Klein created a spiritual wall with the help of Holy Night Powder, then walked four steps backwards, penetrated the crazy murmur, and came to the grey fog.
The majestic palace stood quietly, with the ancient and mottled bronze long tables and twenty-two high-back chairs not changing at all.
Klein sat at the top, making the tan parchment and a black round belly pen appear in front of him.
He picked up the pen and wrote carefully:
Dunn Smith should be told about Mr. Azker.
Immediately afterwards, he untied the citrine pendant in the left cuff and did a spiritual divination.
The answer to the divination of the Spirit Player this time is to turn counterclockwise, and you shouldn’t tell!
Putting down the citrine pendant, Klein, who has always been in love, thought for a few seconds and decided to try it out in Dream Divination, so as to be safe.
This time, his divination statement became the consequences of concealing the matters related to Mr. Azke within the Night Watcher.
Holding the parchment and silently chanted seven times, Klein leaned back and entered a deep sleep with the help of meditation.
He saw himself in that illusory, hazy and fragmented world, and saw himself struggling and sinking in a sea of blood.
At this time, a hand reached out and pulled him up from the sea of blood. The owner of this hand was Azk, who had a bronze skin color and a tiny black mole near his ears.
The picture was broken and reorganized, and Klein saw himself in a dark and cold mausoleum, with coffins around him open.
Azk stood beside him, staring at the front, as if looking for something.
At this moment, Klein suddenly withdrew from the dream and saw the illusory, gray and boundless fog again.
The symbolic meaning of the dream just now is that if I concealed related matters for Mr. Azke, I would get help from him when I was in a certain crisis in the future. Haha, this crisis may have appeared because of helping to conceal it... What does the final picture mean?Will I explore some mausoleum with Mr. Azke?Well, the mausoleum may have another symbolic meaning... Klein crossed his hands, pressed his chin, interpreting the content of the dream divination just now.
Based on the results of the previous spiritual arrangement, he had decided not to report his guess to the captain. He only mentioned that a town citizen took out a portrait of the first Baron Ramd, which was quite similar to Azke, a history teacher at Hoy University, Klein could not be sure whether Dunn would hear about this from other places, so he had to explain it.
Of course, without Azker's statement, I don't know his strange dreams, and it is difficult to associate it with Dunn, who is not familiar with the other party. Klein even suspected that the captain no longer remembers the appearance of Azker's teacher.
Thinking of this, he restrained his thoughts and planned to leave the gray fog, but at this moment, he found that the quiet crimson star that had been silent for a long time had once again faintly contracted and expanded.
Klein extended his spirituality with interest and saw the boy who had spoken the giant before again, and saw him kneeling in front of a pure crystal ball.
The boy is still wearing a black tights that are different from those in the North Mainland style. His appearance is blurry and twisted, and he only shows his brown and yellow hair.
He knelt there, praying in an extremely painful tone.
Klein listened with a slightest understanding of what the other party was saying:
Great God Ah, please turn your attention to this place you abandoned.
Great God Ah, please let us dark people get rid of the curse of fate.
I am willing to dedicate my life to you and please you with my blood.
……
Abandoned place...the people of darkness...the great god...Crane silently recited these keywords and suddenly remembered a place mentioned by the Hanging Man:
The land of God’s abandonment!
Rossell's diary also mentioned!He also sent a fleet to search for it, but he didn't get any results... Klein narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing whether his guess was correct.
He tapped his fingers on the edge of the bronze long table, and after three strokes, he made a decision, stretched out his right hand and touched the illusory crimson star.
The crimson ball of red burst out immediately, and the light flowed like water.
This is a character from 1,400 or 500 years ago... No, why is it certain that the person in the portrait is the first Baron Ramd... Klein stared at the oil painting, his mind was confused, as if he suddenly found that all the people around him had turned into monsters, or the whole world was just a dream of the gods.
He raised his head suddenly, stared at the yellow-haired middle-aged man in front of him, reached out to take out the revolver from the gun bag under his armpit, and said in a deep voice:
This is not an antique.If you don’t explain the situation clearly, I will arrest you for fraud and prosecute you!
He doesn't care whether the prosecution belongs to the police department or not, and that is, to intimidate the other party and obtain information!
At the same time, Klein tapped his left tooth twice, turned on his spiritual vision, and monitored the target's emotional color changes.
The yellow-haired middle-aged man was startled and replied in horror:
No, I don't know if it's antique, no, I heard it's antique, but I don't understand these, really don't understand, I don't even know many words, well, words.
His eyes turned and he looked around, as if he wanted to call for help.
But at this moment, he saw Klein adjusting the wheel and trigger, and pretending to be about to kill the suspect in resistance.
He could brush his back straight and never dared to look around again.
Where did you get this oil painting?Klein asked heavily inside.
The middle-aged man with yellow hair moved his lips and said with a pleasant smile:
Police officer, this was found by my grandfather from the castle. More than 40 years ago, the exterior wall and the second floor room collapsed, and some items appeared. It was the oil painting that people in the past could not find. No, no, it was not this oil painting. The original oil painting was already very tattered and could not be preserved at all. My grandfather asked someone to imitate and draw a picture. Well, it was the one you just saw. I did not lie to you. The oil paintings from more than 40 years ago can indeed be considered antiques...
Then are you sure this is a portrait of the first Baron Ramd?Klein rubbed the trigger, making the other party's gaze dare not move at all.
The middle-aged man in yellow hair laughed and said: I'm not sure, but I guess it is.
reason?Klein was almost amused by the other party's shamelessness.
Because there is no name on the oil painting.The yellow-haired middle-aged man rarely answers seriously, just like when I was called rogue Grey, my father was called curly Grey, and only my grandfather was the real Grey.
...Clain breathed silently:
Where is your grandfather?
He has been buried there for almost twenty years in the cemetery, next to him is my father, who was buried three years ago.The middle-aged man with yellow hair answered very honestly.
After asking from another angle for a while, Klein adjusted the pistol wheel in front of the yellow-haired middle-aged man and put it back into the gun bag under his armpit.
Putting away the police officer's ID, wearing a thin black windbreaker, he turned around, walked towards the hotel with his hands in his pockets, and walked silently in the faint lights in the houses on both sides.
Not sure if the portrait belongs to the first Baron Ramd... I don't know if there is an exact historical record of the castle in the town...
But no matter what, the gentleman in the portrait must be an ancient person, an ancient person at least a thousand years ago...
He and Mr. Azke are almost exactly the same as their hairstyles. Is this the so-called reincarnation?
When Mr. Azke gave up his posts at other universities in Beckland and came to Tingen, perhaps he was driven by his residual instinct...
Well, there are other possibilities, for example, the one in the portrait is Mr. Azk, and Mr. Azk is him!
Thinking of this, Klein was shocked and almost tripped by the steps ahead.
He paced a few steps down the damaged gas street lights, combined with his insights from the information explosion era, and made a further analysis based on the guess just now:
Mr. Azk became an undead creature for some reason, such as a vampire, so he lived from ancient times to the present?
No, there is no vampire with bronze skin...
And when I shook hands with Mr. Azke, I could clearly feel his body temperature and blood flowing in his body.
Although he hated the heat in the south, he was not afraid of the sun. He once formed a team with other teachers to row in a row...
Well, there is another possibility that Mr. Azke's sequence potion or other factors have brought him a long life, and the price is losing memory!Hiss, considering his completely different dreams, can we assume that his memory loss is cyclical?Every few decades, he will forget the past and gain a new life, and those dreams are the real life he experienced in the past... Haha, I seem to have read similar novels...
To verify this matter, divination alone is not enough. We must find traces of Mr. Azke's life again and again, without traces of childhood and teenager, directly starting from adulthood!
Klein, who was bold and cautious in proof of the bold assumption, began to tend to his latter guess, but the possibility of reincarnation could not be ruled out for the time being.
He restrained his messy thoughts and carefully considered whether to inform Captain Dunn of this matter:
If Mr. Azk was truly an extraordinary ancient person who had lived for more than a thousand years, then his strength would be stronger than I thought...
He reminded me before that it was kind-hearted, but it is hard to say whether he will remain kind-hearted after I found clues about his past...
But Mr. Azke has always been very nice to me, and it is possible that he will be harmed by the rash introduction of the night watchman...
Huh, remove the divination from the gray fog and eliminate interference. This is the most important choice for diviners!
Klein made the decision and accelerated his return to the hotel.
Taking advantage of the opportunity that Dunn and Fry had not returned, he spent 1 Suller to reopen a room.
Entering the room, Klein created a spiritual wall with the help of Holy Night Powder, then walked four steps backwards, penetrated the crazy murmur, and came to the grey fog.
The majestic palace stood quietly, with the ancient and mottled bronze long tables and twenty-two high-back chairs not changing at all.
Klein sat at the top, making the tan parchment and a black round belly pen appear in front of him.
He picked up the pen and wrote carefully:
Dunn Smith should be told about Mr. Azker.
Immediately afterwards, he untied the citrine pendant in the left cuff and did a spiritual divination.
The answer to the divination of the Spirit Player this time is to turn counterclockwise, and you shouldn’t tell!
Putting down the citrine pendant, Klein, who has always been in love, thought for a few seconds and decided to try it out in Dream Divination, so as to be safe.
This time, his divination statement became the consequences of concealing the matters related to Mr. Azke within the Night Watcher.
Holding the parchment and silently chanted seven times, Klein leaned back and entered a deep sleep with the help of meditation.
He saw himself in that illusory, hazy and fragmented world, and saw himself struggling and sinking in a sea of blood.
At this time, a hand reached out and pulled him up from the sea of blood. The owner of this hand was Azk, who had a bronze skin color and a tiny black mole near his ears.
The picture was broken and reorganized, and Klein saw himself in a dark and cold mausoleum, with coffins around him open.
Azk stood beside him, staring at the front, as if looking for something.
At this moment, Klein suddenly withdrew from the dream and saw the illusory, gray and boundless fog again.
The symbolic meaning of the dream just now is that if I concealed related matters for Mr. Azke, I would get help from him when I was in a certain crisis in the future. Haha, this crisis may have appeared because of helping to conceal it... What does the final picture mean?Will I explore some mausoleum with Mr. Azke?Well, the mausoleum may have another symbolic meaning... Klein crossed his hands, pressed his chin, interpreting the content of the dream divination just now.
Based on the results of the previous spiritual arrangement, he had decided not to report his guess to the captain. He only mentioned that a town citizen took out a portrait of the first Baron Ramd, which was quite similar to Azke, a history teacher at Hoy University, Klein could not be sure whether Dunn would hear about this from other places, so he had to explain it.
Of course, without Azker's statement, I don't know his strange dreams, and it is difficult to associate it with Dunn, who is not familiar with the other party. Klein even suspected that the captain no longer remembers the appearance of Azker's teacher.
Thinking of this, he restrained his thoughts and planned to leave the gray fog, but at this moment, he found that the quiet crimson star that had been silent for a long time had once again faintly contracted and expanded.
Klein extended his spirituality with interest and saw the boy who had spoken the giant before again, and saw him kneeling in front of a pure crystal ball.
The boy is still wearing a black tights that are different from those in the North Mainland style. His appearance is blurry and twisted, and he only shows his brown and yellow hair.
He knelt there, praying in an extremely painful tone.
Klein listened with a slightest understanding of what the other party was saying:
Great God Ah, please turn your attention to this place you abandoned.
Great God Ah, please let us dark people get rid of the curse of fate.
I am willing to dedicate my life to you and please you with my blood.
……
Abandoned place...the people of darkness...the great god...Crane silently recited these keywords and suddenly remembered a place mentioned by the Hanging Man:
The land of God’s abandonment!
Rossell's diary also mentioned!He also sent a fleet to search for it, but he didn't get any results... Klein narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing whether his guess was correct.
He tapped his fingers on the edge of the bronze long table, and after three strokes, he made a decision, stretched out his right hand and touched the illusory crimson star.
The crimson ball of red burst out immediately, and the light flowed like water.
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