"If you don't need this thing anymore, sell it to me. I can pay a very high price."
Seeing that Shade was still thinking, Old John suggested, but Shade shook his head:
"Not yet. But Father John, I know that this metal block records a lot of information, but it needs to be triggered in a specific way. Is there any way to directly know the information hidden in this thing? Or even open it directly? Yes
Yes, there are other things inside.”
"It's really interesting. Then I'm going to give it a try and see who is better, the master of alchemy who made this item or me."
The old man put down the newspaper in his hand and took out a suitcase from under the counter. Inside was a series of crystal lenses of different sizes and thicknesses.
Old John used these lenses and some metal parts to quickly assemble a pair of brass-colored monocles with retractable lenses. After carefully putting them on his right eye, he lowered his head and looked at the silver cube.
After a long while, he shook his head and took off his glasses:
"Interesting, more interesting than I thought. This is almost a solid mithril, with dozens of different pieces of information recorded in it. But as long as you can make six of them appear, you can open it and get the information hidden in the center.
Don’t try to crack it by force, otherwise the items inside will be damaged.”
"What's inside. The key?"
Shade raised his eyebrows.
"Why do you think it's a key?"
Old John asked curiously. Seeing that Shade didn't want to answer, he didn't ask further:
"I just saw the general shape. Although it's very vague, I'm sure it's definitely not a key. At least it's not a normal-shaped key."
Then it is definitely not what Shade is looking for, but this is normal. Shade does not think that he is so lucky that he can find traces of the key as soon as he arrives in Randall City.
"What a brilliant alchemy technique. I don't know which master made it. Shade, if one day it is of no use to you, please sell it to me. Even without these mithrils, this is still an amazing work of art.
.”
Old John said while taking off his glasses, and Shade had some questions——
How did Mr. Thomas Granger, the low-level warlock who was buried unknown, obtain such a powerful alchemical item?
Temporarily understanding the use of the Silver Cube, Shade tried it and found that the [Door Key] did not judge it as a lock, so it could not be cracked, and he did not leave in a hurry:
"Sir, there are some things I want to talk to you about the doomsday. It's not with the owner of the store, but with Old John from the [Guiding Light Monastery]."
The old man nodded and continued to slowly pack away the lenses on the table:
"It seems that around the New Year's Day, you made a great discovery?"
"Yes, I entered a weird dream and learned some information. The end will probably come really soon."
This is judged based on the image of Luvia in the dream. Although the slightly mature Luvia is older, she is definitely not more than thirty years old. However, if you consider that she was once a demigod witch, maybe her age can be
It might be bigger, but the end of the world will definitely not come for more than a hundred or two hundred years.
"Yes, yes, I also received enlightenment before the end of the year. Of course the end will come, and it will probably exceed our expectations."
Stuffing the box under the counter, Old John clasped his hands together and looked at Shade:
"This is related to the prophetic poem of the witch in the fifth era, and it is also related to the gods."
"What will you do?"
Shade asked. Although Old John was old, his eyes were very powerful:
"We have always believed that the coming of the doomsday is a natural phenomenon in the world. But we will not sit still and wait to find the answer. If we can prevent it, we will unite all possible forces to prevent the doomsday. If we cannot prevent the doomsday, we will try our best to delay its arrival.
.If you can't even delay it, make plans for survival after the apocalypse. If no one survives after the apocalypse, at least leave a message about our civilization."
The old man sighed slightly:
"I have pessimistic thoughts about this. Fortunately, the enlightenment I received was not particularly clear. Maybe there are other ways to interpret the enlightenment. After all, I saw many possibilities of the doomsday at once. But there is no need to go too far.
Pessimistically, we are not the only ones in this world. The Zhengshen Church, the three major academies, and other ancient entities in the material world, even criminals with a long history of evil, will not watch the world go to destruction."
Shade nodded, his mood not changing much. After all, he had accepted the fact half a month ago. But when he looked at the newspaper placed on the table by Old John, he unexpectedly saw a familiar name.
The news in the newspaper was that Princess Margaret of Anjou and Prince William of Anjou of Carsonrick went to the city of Randall Valley to inaugurate the Second Southern Dockyard of the United Kingdom Navy. This is what Shard
We already know it from Lesia, and the newspaper mentioned this time that Princess Margaret will arrive in Randall Valley City this Friday.
However, he still didn't know whether Miss Sylvia would go with him.
Sighing slightly in his heart, as the early morning hours were about to pass, Shade planned to go to Randall Valley City as soon as possible to meet Luvia. But before leaving, he thought of another thing:
"Dad John, do you know the old god [Old Forgotten]?"
This is the silver cube, the name of the god who belonged to the abandoned church that was informed yesterday.
"Oh? I didn't expect you to know this god?"
The old man who picked up the newspaper again glanced at Xia De:
"You have to know that even if a god leaves, his power still affects the material world. Reflected in the power of the old god - the god of memory [Old Forgotten], very few people can remember this god's information. Even me
, I only know the existence of this god, that his order is called the 'Order of the Forgotten', and that the church is called the 'Church of the Forgotten', but I don't know anything else."
"So, where can I get the information?"
Shade asked curiously again, but unexpectedly the old man shrugged:
"I may have known it before, but I have forgotten it now. The Zhengshen Church and the three major colleges may have some records, but you don't have too much hope. The god of memory is also the god of forgetfulness. Since he doesn't want to be
If ordinary people remember it, we will certainly not be able to remember it. However, it is said that his order still seems to exist, but of course, it is just a rumor."
In this way, the clues about that strange church were interrupted again.
From the basement of my home I went to the "Church of the Forgotten" in Randall Valley, walked through the ruins of the church, and entered the courtyard from the main entrance of the church.
Although there was light snow yesterday, the weather in the Randall Valley was exceptionally good today, and the temperature was higher than Tobesk. When basking in the sun and walking through the abandoned church courtyard, Shade even felt a little hot. It was just the courtyard.
There is still snow in the scenery, and winter is far from over.
The Prophet's Association in Randall Valley City is also located in the core neighborhood of the city. To the left of the association is the majestic city hall, but it is a little different from the Prophet's Association in Tobesk.
Tobesk's association is located on Silver Cross Avenue. Although it occupies a large area, it is still a standard rectangular three-story building. In front of the Randall Valley City Prophet Association is a square, and in front of the city hall are flying cards.
Senrik flag connected to the square.
On the edge of the square directly in front of the association is a white stone fountain with a figure holding a crystal ball in one hand and a card in the other. Two stone steps surround the fountain from the left and right sides, leading to the main entrance of the association at a height. On the railings of the steps,
It is decorated with metal vines, branches, leaves and long snakes.
This kind of front entrance is much more imposing than the association in Tobesk. But the reason is also obvious. The housing prices in the Randall Valley are completely inferior to that of the Pearl of the North.
Shade wasn't sure when Luvia would come to the association today, so he planned to wait in the association to give Luvia a surprise. The association was already very lively in the morning, and he loved Rhodes cards.
There is no distinction between nationalities. If not for the fact that everyone around him spoke Kasenlik, Shade would even feel that this place was no different from Tobesk.
Although he was disguised, he still looked like a northerner at this time. If he wandered around in the association doing nothing, it would obviously attract unnecessary attention, so Shade decided to find something to do for himself.
The Prophet's Association in Randall Valley almost occupies an area similar to that of a big city library. The building is divided into four floors, only one floor shorter than the city hall next to it. There are activities related to Rhodes on the first and second floors.
Business, of course, provides playing venues for card players. After all, the Prophets Association itself can be regarded as a Rhodes Club.
The venue that Shade is interested in is the terrace facing the central staircase on the second floor. The terrace is about the same size as Shade's living room. There are seven or eight square tables, and there are unopened parasols on the sides of each square table.
.Although it is only a second floor and not very high, the association itself is high up in the city, so the second floor terrace can overlook the city scenery and see the valleys and forests in the distance. The scenery is quite good.
Shade took a fancy to the outermost position near the balcony railing. After taking his seat, although his back was to the railing and the little angel statue on the railing, "she" could always monitor whether Luvia appeared at the entrance of the association.
At the long table with the best position, there was already a middle-aged man sitting there who was sorting out his deck. When Shad pulled up the chair opposite the table and sat down, the gentleman with thick eyebrows still looked up.
glanced at him:
"Unseen face, sir, are you a foreigner?"
"A writer from Willondale heard that the scenery here is beautiful and wanted to come here to draw some material."
Shade also took out his deck. Of course, all the special cards have been taken out.