Adroson sorted out the various information in his chaotic mind, and then - almost incredulously, he raised his head.
"Yes, it's the one you think of."
"Your father, like Gu, is a thread of roots that was washed away in a period of human history."
Xiang An nodded and said this sentence almost as if nothing had happened.
"Then, the other six wishes are also...?"
"Well, one of them is the wish I left behind. As for the other five... I'll tell you this after you sort out the information in your mind."
Xiang An smiled and then stood up.
"Well, that's pretty much what I know. You guys can sort it out a little here, and I'll go and help...my master."
Xiang An almost said the word sister-in-law in front of several people from the Matong family, but luckily he stopped the car in time.
Xiang An walked away, leaving Matong and the other three standing there with shocked expressions on their faces.
"No wonder, this Mr. Xiang An would say...our concept of history, and concepts of roots and magic will undergo a catastrophic change."
"If what he said is really the truth...!"
Matou Shinji held his head and muttered something to himself, his pupils trembling a little.
"The root of unity in the wash...are we now, are we dreaming?"
Sakura pulled her brother's face.
"Ouch——"
Matou Shinji let out a scream, and it seemed that Sakura used a lot of strength.
He turned around and looked at his sister with an innocent face.
"Hug, sorry brother..."
Sakura smiled awkwardly.
"fine......"
Shenji felt a little like crying.
But what else can be done?
Adrosson looked a little stunned and looked up at the ceiling.
That's it, that's it...
In this way, many things will make sense...
Adroson has actually been confused about one thing.
That is his own talent.
The strength of a magician is often closely related to the accumulated magic marks of his magic family. If you want your descendants to have powerful magic talents, the accumulation of time and generations is often a link that cannot be bypassed.
However, there will occasionally be some outliers born.
And I am the biggest alien.
He is a first-generation magician, but after entering the Clock Tower, he showed unparalleled magic talent and possessed new and unique magic attributes - the [Gem Attributes] that have been passed down to the current Matou family.
This is rare in the history of the Clock Tower.
Adrosson always thought that he was a product of mutation - after all, according to his knowledge at that time, his father Lawrence Anno Falgao was a very famous artist in Florence, Italy, and later became a medical scientist, but
He has always been an ordinary person, and so was his mother, Hari Baharguli Owais. Although he died of the Black Death when he was very young, he was still an ordinary person.
As for his grandparents...Lawrence has no memory of this. There is information about his grandparents, but they are all ordinary people.
His ancestors were all ordinary people, but he was a super magic genius who could obtain the crown certification in the Clock Tower.
I didn't understand why before...but now, I understand.
Everything is understood.
My own father, my origin is so great that I can hardly imagine, so I was born with such an outstanding son... My own excellence really comes from the greatness of my father!
After having this idea, Adrosson felt a strong sense of security for some reason, as if... he had finally found a sense of belonging or something?
Well, he did have complaints and doubts about his father before...
It’s no wonder that his father would leave his wish at the door of the root—his father was once a part of the root.
"That... Mr. Xiang An."
Adroson seemed to be having a fight in his mind, but on the surface he had adjusted. He opened his eyes as if from another world and looked at Xiang An.
"Hmm? If anything happens, just tell me."
Xiang An poked his head out of the kitchen.
"That... you, ah, I mean... who are the descendants of the person who left the other six wishes?"
Adrosson asked a little cautiously.
"It's just you."
"well?"
"That guy Lawrence lived a long time, and the other washing processes were not that long, so he didn't leave any descendants."
"You are the only blood descendant left among those of us who were differentiated in the seven washes. Well... From this aspect, Lawrence's luck is really quite good...
"
Facing Adrosong's surprise, Xiang An waved his hand and continued busy.
The corners of Adroson's mouth twitched.
Is this...
Originally, I had developed some close feelings and wanted to ask if there were any other "similar" figures of my own in history, but now I actually told myself that I was the only one?
"So, who are the other people?"
Shaking his head, Adroson continued to ask.
"The British one is called Anno, the Japanese one is called Samura Anno, the Atlantic one is called Oceanus, the one in London you are familiar with is called Nora Brower, and the more familiar name to you is Arnold One.
, and the Mesopotamian brothers, Ananu and Enkidu.”
"Including Gu and your father, there are eight of us."
Xiang An shook off the water on his hand, poured the contents of the pot into a large basin, and then took it out.
"Come and eat, braised pork!"
"This is what I learned in this era, and it is also my favorite food!"
Xiang An chuckled and placed a large pot of braised pork in front of Adrosong and the two children.
So, why were the enemies who just killed each other...
Now it has become a relationship where we can eat braised pork together at the same table...?
There was a little confusion on the faces of Matou Shinji and Sakura.
"Well, thank you..."
"So, should I call you...why?"
Adroson didn't pay that much attention, but he still seemed to have not sorted out the information.
"It doesn't matter, just call me Xiang An."
"As for your father, it doesn't matter. He's not from the same era. Why do you care so much?"
"Okay, eat quickly and try the craftsmanship of me and...Master!"