"If you want to change, I would actually..."
"No."
Ye Qingxuan shook his head and put the Eyes of Silence on his eyes: "The right one is the best."
Just as Ye Qingxuan thought, it could perfectly fill his shortcomings and make up for his weak foundation in the Revelation School.
You should know how rare there are musicians in the world who are practicing in the four disciplines like him and who are all decent musicians.
In terms of the forbidden faction, he has made great progress after acquiring the inheritance of the Stone Heart School. After integrating the core of the Great Barrier of Avalon, he gained an experience gift package out of thin air. After personally experiencing the "Genesis" After gaining strength, he jumped up and became the faction he is best at.
The telepathic faction and the illusion faction have always had his talent bonus and the witch Laura's guidance at any time, so there is no need to worry.
On the contrary, the Apocalypse faction he wanted to study at the beginning could only be said to be theoretically qualified. He didn't even learn much music, and except for "Bolero", he had almost nothing to show for it.
With its assistance, it not only made up for this shortcoming, but even made a rapid jump in his overall strength.
With the Eye of Silence, it will be much easier to distinguish the next few things.
As he expected, the Crystal Skull is the "Daigo" inheritance of the Heart Image School, but he has Laura, his senior sister, to teach and give guidance at any time, so the need is not urgent.
The meerschaum pipe was a good thing, and the sealed fantasy beast in it was also coveted, but... he really didn't want to become a smoker who never left the pipe, so he had to reluctantly part with it.
Although the function of that wine flask is unknown, according to the analysis of the Eye of Silence, the real value lies in its material. After smelting the fragments of an unknown artifact into it, the wine flask can automatically turn the wine inside into a wine that is not inferior to any recovery potion. After drinking it, you can quickly restore your energy. Drinking it for a long time may also greatly improve your physical fitness. It is an excellent restorative alchemical equipment.
For ordinary musicians, it is indeed a good thing to be able to save a large amount of recovery potion expenses once and for all, but for Ye Qingxuan... he is really not short of money now.
Laura's family is rich, and the top-notch recovery potions from Cavendish Laboratory are wholesaled box by box.
Moreover, as a reward for his life and death, Maxwell has transferred most of Avalon's smuggling business to his name. There is a vague intention of letting him manage the lower city area on his behalf. Now he only needs to show up occasionally and hold a meeting to get dividends.
These shady incomes, after one year, the interest alone would be enough for Ye Qingxuan to spend his days in luxury. To be honest, this kind of life where I have so much money that I don’t know how to spend it is so exciting!
As for the damaged armor, everything was fine. The only flaw, and the fatal flaw... was that it was too big!
It was so big that after Ye Qingxuan put it on, he almost turned into a giant more than two meters tall, and everyone could tell that there was something wrong. When he thought that he would no longer be able to hit his favorite sap after wearing it, Ye Qingxuan had no choice but to give up his love.
"That's it."
Ye Qingxuan smiled, activated the Eye of Silence, and then felt the tide of messages coming in, and his eyes were almost blinded by the marked ether flash.
Soon, he became familiar with the operation, readjusted the internal intervals, and tuned it according to his own needs.
Now, in Ye Qingxuan's right eye, everything was densely covering him. When he looks at the masonry on the ground, the Silent Eye will tell him its material, where it came from, how it was made, and how many years it has been in use. When he looked at his palm, as long as he concentrated on it, he could even see through the flesh and blood and see the bones underneath.
In the observation of the Eye of Silence, the blood flows like a silver river in the translucent arms, shining with the quiet moonlight. It is the blood of heaven and humans that has etheric properties after flowing through Xiaoyuan.
When he looked up, he felt like he was blind.
In his eyes, the delicate princess Mary, who was originally wearing a white dress, had turned into a ferocious humanoid beast. Her whole body was emitting a dazzling red light, and the radiating red light faintly intertwined with a pair of huge dragon wings behind her. The hesitant breaths in his lungs dispersed in the air, carrying a blazing light, like dragon's breath.
Ye Qingxuan swallowed and looked away.
Mary was stunned for a moment when she saw his reaction. She didn't know why, but she turned her head away and hid her face under the brim of her hat.
"Please do not… "
She lowered her head, as if annoyed: "Don't look around."
No no no! You misunderstood girl! I don’t dare to look around!
Ye Qingxuan secretly wiped a cold sweat in his heart: He is indeed the heir of the blood of the red dragon, even looking at him can scare people to death.
…
After a brief moment of embarrassment, he finally walked out of Stein's secret room.
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he thought that Her Royal Highness the Princess, who seemed to have a prejudice against him, was leaving: indeed, people in the royal family have generally had strange tempers since ancient times and were difficult to deal with. Orientals say that being with a king is like being with a tiger. Having a red dragon princess next to him is also very stressful for him.
Just in front of the gate of Jianlan Underground Palace, she saw the waiting carriage, but Mary was not in a hurry to get on the carriage. Instead, she stopped where she was, seeming to be thinking about something. Ye Qingxuan's heart skipped a beat and he felt a little bad - could it be that his collusion with Gao Wen had been exposed
"That...Mr. Holmes..."
Mary turned her back to him, lowered her head, and suddenly whispered: "Thank you."
"Huh? Um... Huh?"
Ye Qingxuan was stunned.
"Thank you for the rescue. I'm very grateful. I wonder if you could leave me an address so that I can visit you in the future."
"It's just a matter of effort, Your Highness Princess, you don't have to mind."
Seeing her embarrassed look, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but laugh. Just as he was about to say something, he looked over her shoulder and saw the person waiting next to the carriage.
The man was looking at him too.
Ye Qingxuan was silent for a moment and lowered his head: "Your Highness, please forgive me for being rude and take my leave."
Mary was stunned and stretched out her hand to keep him, but Ye Qingxuan had already passed him and walked out of the square without any hesitation. She looked at Ye Qingxuan's back in astonishment, and became even more confused when she saw the people waiting next to the carriage.
"Monsieur Lancelot?"
Next to the carriage, a middle-aged man was holding his cane, coughing in a low voice, looking at Ye Qingxuan's figure. Ye Qingxuan's face was as dark as water, as if he didn't see anything and left straight away.
"Maxwell can't hide Lancelot's sense. I know it's you."
The moment they passed each other, Lancelot whispered: "Are you going to hide from me forever?"
Ye Qingxuan paused in his steps and said nothing. He just smiled as if he was mocking.
"What happened back then... isn't it good to let it pass?"
Lancelot coughed in a low voice: "Those nobles who forced the Queen to execute your father have fallen with the House. Isn't that enough? Come back, Lancelot's armor needs you to inherit it after all. The family needs you to inherit it. You understand the expectations that have been placed on you for so many years. Why do you hate the family so persistently?"
"I think you have made a mistake, Mr. Lancelot."
As if he heard something funny, Ye Qingxuan looked back at him with a solemn expression: "I have never had any hatred for the Lancelot family, not even the slightest bit. I am only deeply disappointed with you..."
Lancelot lowered his eyes, remained silent, and let him go.
It wasn't until he walked very far that Ye Qingxuan heard a voice behind him, which was a whisper that seemed to come from the wind:
"Ye Qingxuan, for so many years, you have been obsessed with those things that are destined to be inevitable... will you really be happy?"
Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked at him.
Lancelot's expression was solemn, and he opened his mouth to speak in response to his expectant eyes, but the young man suddenly raised his eyes and smiled.
He said, "I'm sorry, my surname is Ye."
So, I don't belong to any Lancelot.
So, I'm not happy.
He turned and left.
…
…
In the gloom and darkness, there was the sound of steel colliding, like the collision of cold scalpels and pliers.
"There is no need to stop the bleeding. Start a systemic blood transfusion... Match it with the patient's blood type..." A person with a hoarse and weird accent said: "Give me the No. 3 blade."
"The heartbeat is almost gone. Inject a cardiotonic injection... If it doesn't work, use the music to take over the myocardium. It will last for half an hour."
"Where is the spare organ? If this one is rejected, then another one will be replaced... There are five kidneys. I don't believe that every one of them can be used."
"Is the brain anesthesia over? You idiot! Why didn't you tell me earlier! Give him another injection!"
Darkness and drowsiness came again.
He closed his eyes.
I don't know how long it took, but he opened his eyes again and felt the severe pain all over his body, and his body was almost torn apart. His face was covered with a respirator, layers of wires were connected to his body, and alchemy machines kept him alive.
really weird…
In his confusion, he suddenly thought: He was now just like the man he once called his father.
"Open your eyes and look here."
A man whose whole body exuded the pungent smell of disinfectant looked at him. The old man had a Tianzhu turban on his head. He was too old to recognize his original appearance.
"What is this?" Tianzhu opened his eyelids and raised a few fingers.
"Five." He said hoarsely.
Old Tianzhu nodded with satisfaction and let go of his hand.
Faintly, he heard the voice next to the hospital bed.
"As you asked, the operation is completed. He is still alive and will live for a long time. If he is careful enough, it will not be a problem to live for more than sixty years like this."
"Very well, Gandagar, you have fulfilled your promise to me." A young man said.
"Just like the agreement between us, I used what I have learned throughout my life to complete this operation without anyone knowing. Then I will cooperate with your people to erase this memory. None of this has ever happened. Passed. But I hope you can remember your promise to me."
The young man smiled, "Gandagar Rao, in the name of revenge against evil spirits, I promise you that you will live the peaceful life you want in the lower city of Avalon for the rest of your life. Your son will also get my Bless you. The mistakes made by the earth king’s imperial doctor will no longer have anything to do with you.”
"Ganesha will bless you, generous lord."
"hope so."
The young man said calmly: "You can go, I still have something to say to him."
Footsteps sounded, the old Tianzhu man left respectfully, and the door was closed.
Sickly, the man opened his eyes. Amid his turbid breathing, his voice was weak and vague: "Am I still alive?"
"right."
The white-haired boy pulled up a chair and sat at the head of his bed: "Fortunately, it was not difficult to find a corpse to replace you in Avalon that night. You have to thank Laura, if it weren't for her With the illusion, you won’t be able to survive now, nor will you be able to survive the surgery.”
"Operation… "
The sick man was breathing heavily, as if he was sighing: "What did the operation do?"
"Did something good."
The young man said, "Whether it's the family's ban, or the black musician's alienated flesh and blood, or the demonized organs... I will help you remove them all. Everything that is not human has been purified by the moonlight, and you have been given a new face." .By the way, I buried something good in your heart. If you dare to touch anything related to natural disasters in the future, I'm afraid no one can save you."
"My heart sounds are so confusing, am I knocked down from the resonance level?"
"Yeah, but with your ability, you don't have to worry about not being able to climb up. But..."
At this point, the young man sighed softly: "A section of your spine is too seriously contaminated and has to be removed. I'm afraid you will never be able to stand up again."
"...it's better to be alive than anything else."
"Yeah, it's great to be alive."
The young man took out a stack of things from his pocket and placed them on his bedside. There were several documents and a densely written notebook.
"This is your new identity. I originally made it for another person, but she is currently studying hard and studying hard. I'm afraid she can't think of going out to have fun. It's just right for you."
The document was unfolded in front of him. It had been used for some years. The paper was flawless. The photo seemed to be what he looked like now. The steel seal and signature on it were flawless.
"Graduated from the King's Medical College of Angelus and studied as a military doctor. Later, he was sent to the Fifth Army of Northumberland stationed in Tianzhu. When the Bahata War broke out, your army was sent to Bahata to fight against the natural disaster's retinue. , was injured and retired in the second year, and all other comrades were wiped out, so don’t worry, no one will recognize you."
The man stared blankly at the portrait on the ID. After a long time, he asked softly:
"From now on, this will be me?"
"From now on, you have nothing to do with the past. Prepare to welcome a new life."
The young man glanced at him and said softly:
"Mr. John Z. Watson."