Chapter Twenty-Four: The Collapse of the Knight's Faith
This is an existence that can help him solve his doubts, because his belief in the Grand Duke is now a little unstable, and he wants to know the truth.
So Feng Si must be in front of him!
And if Troxi-Ding Cao is really an impostor, he will find the real grand duke's heir and take over the grand duke's castle again.
And will let the glory of the Grand Duke of Troxi continue to pass on.
The knight who made a decision in his heart walked out of the Earl's Mansion with a serious face.
And just when he was about to go out, he found someone secretly following Mr. Feng Si.
【Does anyone want to harm Mr. Feng Si? 】
To him, the importance of the Wind Priest was second only to the Grand Duke of Troxi, so when he saw someone following him secretly, he quietly followed him with his silver sword in hand.
Front.
When the bearded man saw that Feng Si was about to leave, he immediately stepped forward and stopped him.
"Sir Scholar, I have something to ask you. I wonder if you are free?"
Feng Si calmly looked at the short knife that the bearded man took out, and said calmly.
"It seems that I have not rejected this option."
The bearded man also said with a grin.
"As expected of an erudite scholar, he is just as witty as he is, so please, Mr. Scholar, please come with me."
The knight behind him naturally saw the short sword, but the distance was too far. If he blindly stepped forward, Mr. Feng Si might be injured, so he held back and just made a gesture to the secret.
The few knights following the grand duke knight also followed together. Originally, their mission was to monitor the count, and then leave together when the knights returned from their inspection.
These are just apprentice knights, not formal knights yet, so they can only do surveillance work.
the other side.
Feng Si was also "coerced" by the bearded man and came to a dark room.
After lighting the candle.
Feng Si narrowed his eyes slightly. The scene in front of him was very similar to the environment the old housekeeper was in in his memory. He looked at the bearded man imperceptibly and secretly guessed in his heart.
[Is it a coincidence, or do I really know something about that period of history?]
Soon, the bearded man came to a wall and lit the candle again.
Then he knelt down and bowed.
"Master Suffering, I have brought the scholar here. He will definitely be able to decipher the secret treasure and restore our glory!"
This time.
Feng Si understood and was curious about what this secret treasure was.
After all, it is impossible for a memory to contain all memories, and the creation of a memory requires an extremely strong obsession to become a memory.
When seeing this secret treasure, even Feng Si couldn't help but shrink his pupils. This is the human skin book ripped off from Troxi Topia!
"Where was this found?"
Feng Si couldn't help but asked this question, and he felt a sense of anticipation in his heart.
Because of this, the grand duke knight eavesdropping outside the door will definitely believe everything he just analyzed in the count's castle.
The bearded man did not notice Feng Si's abnormality, but said with a fervent expression.
"This was found from the ruins. Lord Suffering was still protecting this thing before his death. There must be a powerful secret of the Freeman Organization hidden in it."
[The ruins? Are the remains of Miss Verna’s store from the fire.]
At this time, Feng Si became interested. He did not expect that in that massacre, the Grand Duke Knight Captain did not kill all the free men.
He must have been worried that the old butler had something different in mind, so he rushed over so quickly just to see him deal with those "troublesome things" with his own eyes.
【It’s getting more and more interesting.】
Feng Si took a step forward and looked at the human skin book by the candlelight on both sides.
I don’t know how this bearded man managed to keep a human-skin book from decaying for 500 years, but the human-skin book is reflective.
【Wax oil?】
Seeing the things that appeared in the memory again after 500 years, Feng Si also carefully distinguished the differences between the two.
The passage of time has made the handwriting much blurred, but it can still be read clearly.
Because he knows the entire article and can go back to it.
The bearded man had been observing Feng Si, and found that the scholar's face was surprised and happy for a while, and he felt calm in his heart. He also knew those noble scholars.
There is only truth in their eyes, and they will pursue the truth even if they die, just like the person who said they lived on a ball a hundred years ago has been hanged by the church.
"Sir Scholar, did you see something?"
Feng Si nodded slightly.
The bearded man's whole body was trembling with excitement, but the suppressed excitement made him look a little weird, and he didn't know whether the red color on his face was due to lack of oxygen or too much excitement.
This room is too small, and there are candles consuming oxygen.
Feng Si could feel the sound of rapid breathing outside, and his words echoed clearly in the room.
"This tells a history, a history 700 years ago, related to the current Grand Duke."
The bearded man's face changed and he couldn't accept it.
"Impossible. This is the secret treasure of the Suffering Lord. Why is it just history? I don't believe it. Are you lying to me?"
The bearded man impulsively took out his short knife and approached Feng Si.
But Feng Si didn't panic at all. Because of this distance, the knight outside the door could come in and kill him in two steps, but now was not the time.
"Don't worry. Although it's just history, it records a potion. This potion is very powerful. In my opinion, it is at least 500 years older than that era."
The bearded man became excited again and impatiently asked Feng Si to speak quickly.
Feng Si also slowly told the making and function of the hemolytic potion, but omitted those historical stories about the rich because he didn't want the knight to know yet.
"So that's it? As long as I rely on the hemolysis potion, I can become a noble, hahaha."
I don't know whether it was the bearded man's arrogant laughter that angered the grand duke knight, or whether the knight's faith collapsed.
When Big Beard was at his most excited, his head was cut off by a silver sword, and the blood spurted out in a turbulent way, dyeing the small room red.
If the human body is suddenly cut off when it is excited, the blood will splash faster than when it is calm.
Feng Si was commenting in his mind.
[It seems that the knowledge in my mind is correct. 】
He lowered his head to look at Gululu's rotating head, the smile on his face had not disappeared, and then raised his head to look at the Grand Duke Knight who came in through the door.
He also asked pretending to be confused.
"Master Grand Duke Knight, why are you here?"
The knight said nothing, staring at the "secret treasure". For a long time, a hoarse voice came out of the masked mouth.
"Mr. Feng Si, are all those records true?"
The knight couldn't understand it because the words were written 700 years ago, but he believed in Feng Si and wanted to hear the answer himself.
Feng Si also took two steps and came to the door, looking at the gray sky.
"Sir Knight, you just heard that this potion can change the results of the hemolytic ritual. Unfortunately, the current evidence proves that Troxi Ding is an impostor."
The grand duke knight held his hand tightly, causing the silver sword to tremble. The blood on the sword kept dripping, and he said in a cold tone.
"Mr. Feng Si, you said that if I kill you, no one will know this history."
Chapter completed!