Chapter 506
Afternoon.
Cole handles the relevant affairs of the ministry.
Prepare to set off with Claudia to the Calathon ruins, looking for clues related to the third calamity Saint Artifact.
When going out.
It happened to meet Sean · Andorra who was trotting all the way head-on.
As soon as we met, he pulled Cole up in a panic, went to an unmanned office, and closed the door.
Perhaps it was because of being in bed some time ago, which caused physical exhaustion.
Sean put his hands on his knees and took a good breath, then he held the edge of the table and straightened up frowned, "Minister, I know where that thing is hidden.
Yesterday, Vera told me that Rolando’s pocket watch was buried in his grave, which contained photos of him and his first love.
Huh...
Originally, I just doubted it. , But in the process of discussing with Professor Valentin who studied the history of demon-hunter, there was a very old love poem that mentioned Banan Behan.
He is a woman praised in it. Love story.
The woman’s name is Chailin Fiennes.
After that, I spent the whole night reading hundreds of books with Professor Valentin. We really found a clue to the breakthrough of the case.
According to the memoirs of Judgement Echelon demon-hunter, Ian Spuhall’s nephew, he mentioned that his Uncle had an affair with a lady. .. Although he does not know the name and where the lady lives, she has a very rare surname for now: Fiennes.
Then we and Golden Port University, A professor who studied the ancient language system made a phone call. He was sure that the surname Fiennes came from a small ancient country that had been destroyed. After deconstruction and literal translation, it means: mournful singing.
Finally, I was on Miss Amelia’s side and confirmed the full name of the woman in Rolando’s photos, Shannon Fiennes..."
Cole frowned, "You suspect that Rolando’s memory was Has it been tampered with?"
Sean took a deep breath and said, "The whole thing may be more complicated. Self-awareness, trying to break away from the control of the ether world and become a living person.
Once it succeeds...she may become the new Sister Shipton.
I have Arrange for someone to go to the Imperial Family Cemetery to dig Rolando’s grave. Your Excellency Minister, we have to go over and get the pocket watch."
Although it is still just a guess.
But it’s about the first witch in history, who can be called the Shipton Sister of Myriad Evil Origin.
Cole asked Miss Shane to submit a top-secret hand letter written by him to the board of directors.
Then, with Sean, hurried to the Imperial Family Cemetery.
Involved in the Imperial Family.
And for absolute confidentiality.
Sean did not use the power and ordered the Imperial Capital police station to pull a cordon around the cemetery.
Before Rolando’s tomb, there were only the two of them and a tomb-keeper who was responsible for digging up the tomb.
However.
Things are going very smoothly.
It went so well that Sean once doubted whether there was an error in his speculation and analysis.
Be aware.
I have personally handled the two cases related to Saint Artifact. Even if we unearth clues, it will be difficult to approach them. There will be various obstacles to stop them.
Jump into the pit.
Sean found a well-preserved pure gold pocket watch in the damp soil, handed it to Cole, and said, "I found it."
The cemetery where the spring rain is pattered.
Raise the thin mist common to Imperial Capital.
The dead trees that have not sprouted, stand in great numbers neatly.
The atmosphere is quiet.
Weird.
Cole opened the watch cover, and the photos inside turned yellow and soft after being damp underground.
The fading caused by the wet spots has completely corroded the girl who was standing on the other side of Rolando with a sweet smile, as if she had never existed before.
This time.
In the quiet cemetery, in Cole's ear, there is only the pattering, calming rain.
In the gradually whitish mist.
Sean and the tomb-keeper stood there blankly, silent.
Suddenly.
With the skill of shaking the gods, Cole only felt a burst of silent grief in his heart. It was the ultimate grief of forever losing love, like suffocation.
The name of a woman quietly appeared in his memory: Amelia Fiennes.
Inexplicable.
The mournful song from the far shore sounded.
mournful, breathtaking.
The unspeakable restlessness and hatred made him eager to kill someone.
Kill the woman whose face and lover deep in memory overlap.
The pure gold pocket watch in his hand fell into the soil.
The scenes of love in the past come to mind.
And this love gradually changed into hatred and hatred, constantly corroding Cole's soul and will.
Until.
The demon-hunter's gaze crossed the sluggish Sean and the grave guard, and stopped on a beautiful woman deep in the woods.
She is wearing a gorgeous black palace dress.
Fuzzy face.
But she can clearly see her beautiful face with Qiaoxiao Yanran.
A sweet voice rang in my ears: "Dear, do you miss me?"
Following.
The photos in the pure gold pocket watch seem to have gone through thousands of years, weathered until they disappeared.
Unspeakable power.
Like one after another slippery tentacles that transcend reality, climbing on Cole's right hand, along the skin, little by little spread to the chest.
In that fuzzy silhouette in the distance, when the smile on his face is getting sweeter and sweeter.
Cole seems to sink into absolute fantasy and darkness.
Suddenly throw away the pure gold pocket watch.
Take out a cigarette, lower your head, and light it.
Exhale the muddy smoke, frowned, "Do you really think I can dominate my will so easily? Little bastard."
The voice fell.
Faced with the demon-hunter roar, crushing all the dark steel will.
The cemetery where the invisible evil force interferes, emits a silent shock.
It's like broken glass.
Dry rain.
White fog.
Women.
One after another broken.
The grave guard returned to normal, but he knew nothing about what had just happened.
looked towards a pure gold pocket watch falling on the ground.
Sean frowned.
The keen Sixth Sense and the power of Dark Revelation made him aware that there are some extremely weak and very similar evil forces all around.
"Cole..."
instructed him not to speak or stretch out.
Take out the five-pound note, hand it to the grave guard, and say, "I need to talk to him alone. After half an hour, I will come back and fill it up."
There is a tip take.
Of course the tomb guard is happy.
After he left.
Cole took out the magic crystal bottle of Sensation. It has the same shape as the test tube, but the material is cold, and there are many finely carved containers on the surface.
Open the cork of like wood but not wood.
The mouth of the bottle moves to the side of the forehead.
thoughts move.
The false memory fabricated by Saint Artifact of the disaster, the painting is like a liquid rays of light ribbon, falling into a crystal bottle.
Sandwiched in it.
There is also a face that is constantly changing, distorted, and pale rays of light.