Talking about his family history, the earl also sighed slightly:
\"I only heard about this elder in the words and letters of these elders. He is not a nobleman who follows the rules in the traditional sense, but he is not particularly unruly. He just likes to be with some very special people contacts. he is home
The second son of the family, he will not inherit the title, but the family has also prepared farms and factories for him. My great-grandfather has a very good relationship with him. But one day in 1780, after leaving a letter at home, he ran away from home. \"
Shad nodded 2
\"Take these two medals?\"
\"Yes, he didn't mention in the letter that he would take away these two medals, but he made it very clear that he wanted to find the freedom he wanted. According to the elders, my Great-great-grandfather and great-great-great-grandmother, were nearly insane. They
I sent people to various places to search for the whereabouts of my great-uncle. This search lasted for more than ten years, and finally stopped completely until everyone gave up hope. \"
said the Count, looking particularly melancholy:
\"I have brothers and kids of my own so can understand what it means to the family if this happens.\"
\"Has there ever been any trace of Mr. Thomas Granger?\"
Xia De asked again, the count shook his head:
\"No, my elders suspect that he went out to explore the sea, and then encountered an accident.\"
The discovery of the New World was more than fifty years ago, so people at that time would have believed that Thomas Granger had gone to the New Continent.
\"This is really a pity.\"
\"Mr. Ranger, when he found those two medals, did he find anything else? Like letters or something.\"
The earl asked without any expectation:
\"The elders have left their last words, and they will definitely find my bones, hoping that I can be buried in the family cemetery.\"
That time it was Zhu Zhen's turn to shake his head:
\"When you see those two medals, you know that there is no story in them, so I went to this thrift store to look for other similar old things. Unfortunately, I found nothing else. As for this antique clock, it is Thrift store owner in seventies after one
On a rainy night, it was collected from a pregnant poor woman. If I look for it now, I have seen the original owner for a long time. \"
The earl sighed again, and from Watson's casually fabricated experience, he thought of a less tragic story:
\"This pregnant woman must know that there is nothing outside the clock, and she can probably live a happy life. Those two medals are very valuable because they know whether the child is born smoothly.\"
Me: I probably think that this is also a descendant of Zhu Zhenshi's family.
\"Surely you were able to find less clues before, and even find where Mr. Thomas Granger is buried, and you will bring the news to you.\"
Watson promised, then made a new request:
\"Actually, you haven't even made a request, but do you know Mr. Thomas Granger, have you left any relics? You really want to see.\"
Mr. Granger disappeared ten years later, even if he was alive, he would not be a hundred years old, so Watson calling it a "relic" is a little bit too much.
\"Mr. Lan Jie, does he want to read this letter? Of course he himself, you have to ask someone to pick it up, after all, it will be - ten years later, the ink has become very faded, next time you read it, it will still be Ten years later\"
As I said that, I called the servant at the door, but thought about it sloppily:
\"Your great uncle, it seems that there is something left, Mr. Lanjie, would you mind having lunch with you? You want to search the warehouse, it will probably take some time.\"
In order to thank \"Mr. Langer\", the Earl entertained me with a very sumptuous lunch. During the dinner, the Earl wanted to chat with Watson about the city of Willondale, but in fact, Watson, who had never been to Willondale, cleverly changed the topic. I claim that every year I do not: small
Half of the time, I will travel around the old small land, looking for new sources of inspiration for my own stories. And when it comes to the scenery of the old mainland, I have already talked about the cities I have been to, which adds to the authenticity of the identity of \"John Ranger\".
Before lunch, Watson also saw the letter left by Mr. Thomas Granger before "running away from home". This letter is just like what the earl said, even if it is carefully preserved, it has experienced the erosion of time. It is a pity that there is nothing peculiar about that letter.
It was no surprise that the Earl showed Zhu Zhen another item, which was a copper-colored metal block. The cube, although not rusty, does not feel very strange on the surface. It is probably to prevent people from being hurt, so the four sides and seven corners are all
It is polished very round, and the surface area of each surface is about the size of a palm.
\"Handicraft, it seems that your great uncle made it himself. When the elders found me running away from home, it pressed the letter under the desk to prevent the letter from being blown to the ground by the wind.\"
The earl introduced that before Watson got permission, he picked up the metal block to check:
I suddenly looked up at the earl, and said rather embarrassingly:
\"You haven't had a request yet.\"
The Earl understood what I meant and nodded:
\"Then give it to him, Mr. Ranger. The medal returns to the family, and the story of the past has been drawn and a satisfactory conclusion. Please accept that precious but worthless souvenir, I hope it Able to add luster to your story.\"
\"Thank you for your generosity, that was a wonderful souvenir.\"
Did Zhu Zhen stay with the Earl for a long time? Before he got the 10 crowns in cash, he got up and left very quickly. The earl gave Watson a business card of his own, and sent an old butler to take Watson to the gate of the manor, and promised that Watson must be in trouble locally, and he could not go there to find me to solve it at any time.
Watson passed a seven-wheeled cab on the way down the ramp at the gate of the manor. Seeing the carriage approaching, the old butler waited at the door for a while.
Coming up from under the carriage is a young girl dressed as a footman. You take out a letter and hand it to the old housekeeper:
\"The lady promised that she could not meet with the earl in the morning.\"
\"Oh, this is really nice.\"
So the old butler walked slowly back to the study with the letter, and saw the earl who was wiping the medal:
\"Baron Vanessa Benanis of the Golden Dawn Opera Troupe asked a servant to send a reply to jointly acquire the local opera house. The man promised that he could not talk about it in the morning.\"
The old butler put the letter under the desk, and the earl put the medal on it, opened the letter and took a look:
\"Thinking that you actually refused, I heard rumors later that you have established a relationship with His Majesty Margaret. I thought it was your business.\"
[Big Mia is running...]
Watson, who left the Earl's Manor, found the "Elf Poetry Hotel" that he saw on the road just now. The name of the hotel was very wrong, and he rented a house on the eighth floor of the hotel. Only the metal block retreated into the room.
Like Tobesk, where land is expensive, the housing prices in Randall Valley are quite abnormal, and the hotel rooms are much smaller than the rooms in the eight cats hotel in Singing Square that Zhu Zhen is familiar with.
Before retreating into the room, I closed the window and drew the curtains, checked the wardrobe and under the bed, and then sat down at the table and picked up the metal block.
Although it is obvious, the metal block does have an elemental reaction, so it should be regarded as an alchemy item. Watson's guess was wrong. Since Mr. Thomas Granger left a letter asking the acquaintance ring warlock to return the medal, he would naturally leave something for the malicious acquaintance at home.
\"So, how do you use that thing?\"
The heavy piece of metal seemed to be completely solid. If Watson and his elders in the earl's family had checked the thing more than once, the clues must be something special people couldn't find.
\"Could it be an aura?\"
He called out his life ring and let the light of the spirit rune shine on the metal block, but unfortunately there was no response. Zhu Zhen frowned slightly and thought for a moment, since this gentleman kept that thing, he should deliberately embarrass \"his own ring magician\"m Therefore, the way to solve the puzzle
The method should be his own for the ring warlock, and it is very difficult to think of it.
\"Could it be that there is no paper flute in the center of the metal block, and you want to destroy that thing?\"
He owns [Breath of Time] and he has reversed time, even if it is an alchemy item, it consumes less energy. So is Zhu Zhen firm?
\"Flianna's magic boy light!\"
The left hand lit up with a golden light, and Zhu Zhen pressed the lower end of the metal block with his palm. With a little force on his hand, the metal finally melted.
It ended very smoothly, but before the height of the metal block was reduced by one-eighth, Watson felt that his hand could not continue upward.
The light of the demon boy can't melt any substance, so I'm not surprised. Before I raised my hand, I saw the large silver metal block embedded in the copper-colored metal block. It wasn't whether that thing was affected by [Flianna's Demon Boy's Light]:
\":The big metal block outside the small metal block...\"
Before melting all eight sides of the small metal~www.mtlnovel.com~ Watson only took out this silver cube, and even got a large rolled up paper roll.
Because it was tolerantly sealed in the metal, even after so many years, the text under the scroll is still muddy. The cursive letters below are exactly the same as the letters in Mr. Thomas Zhu Zhenshi's letter, so it cannot be confirmed that they are left by me.
And this silver cube, the area of its eight sides is only one-seventh of the palm: small and big, it is extremely heavy compared to metal. And the traces of the elements that Watson noticed under the small metal block actually came from the big silver cube.
There is only one sentence written under the scroll:
\"To the one who came before - thank him for returning the family medal. May he hate your hometown, you left him a gift outside the Silver Cube. Enough stories to make Yu open it. That The Silver Cube, which tells the story of the city of Randall Valley, asks
It told the story he wanted to know. \"