Crown of Silence

Chapter 348 Elsa

"Where did this tattoo come from?"

The girl thought for a while and shook her head: "Forgot."

"forget?"

Can you forget this? !

Ye Qingxuan was a little exhausted and rubbed his face: "Do you know a person named Hermes?"

"I guess so?"

"Do we know each other or don't we know each other?"

The girl's lips pursed in displeasure: "I don't know, I forgot! What does it have to do with you?"

"...You still remember your name, right?"

Ye Qingxuan looked into her eyes and asked word for word: "Tell me your name."

"..."

The girl was silent, avoiding Ye Qingxuan's eyes, and trying to withdraw her hand with a frustrated expression: "I won't sell you the map, please let go. It's really annoying...always asking people such strange questions. …”

She muttered, as if she was running away from something, not daring to look into Ye Qingxuan's eyes:

"You, please let go, I have to leave."

The young man allowed her to break his fingers vigorously, and just looked at her with a serious expression:

"--tell me your name."

"Her name is Elsa."

Next to him, someone stretched out his hand and pressed it on Ye Qingxuan's hand: "Relax, Mr. Ye, she is my daughter."

That palm was covered with calluses and looked extremely old. He patted the back of the boy's hand, untied his palm, and immediately picked up the frustrated little girl, held her in his arms and whispered something, and the little girl giggled.

"Take her home."

He handed the girl to the young man behind him. The young man took the girl, let her ride on his shoulders, and walked away from the crowd.

Watching his daughter go away, the rickety man turned back and looked at the young man: "I just sent you away, but I didn't expect to see you again so soon."

"Uh, Mr. Caligula."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Ye."

Caligu held the cigarette rod and looked at the double snake timepiece in Ye Qingxuan's hand, his eyes clear: "You are Mr. Hermes's, I didn't expect it."

"Just a coincidence."

Ye Qingxuan sighed: "The purpose of coming to Romulus this time is to check on Elsa's situation on behalf of Mr. Hermes, but now it seems that it is not as bad as I thought."

"Hermes still remembers this poor child Elsa?"

Caligula nodded: "I had an encounter with him five years ago during the influenza outbreak.

My daughter was critically ill at the time, and he found the best doctor for me. Unfortunately, it was too late, leaving such sequelae. I'm afraid Mr. Ye is also deeply troubled, right? "

"..."

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a while and asked in a low voice: "Is there something wrong with her memory?"

"Did you guess it?"

The elder lowered his eyes and said softly: "When she had a fever, part of her brain was burned out. Although she barely retained some common sense of life, from that time on, her memory... was only five minutes."

five minutes?

Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

After a long time, he lowered his eyes and sighed deeply.

"I see."

Only in this way can she explain her confused appearance. But, he couldn't imagine such a life. Living in a world that only lasts five minutes, it is like a baby who has already seen the world. There is no past, no future, and even his own name cannot be clearly remembered.

"No need for mercy, Mr. Ye, she is having a great time."

Caligula saw the compassion in his heart and just patted him on the shoulder: "Not having a past may not be a bad thing. This is good. At least you won't be troubled by sadness and pain."

The young man nodded, "I hope so."

"I almost forgot about the business." Caligula took out a few dirty scrolls from his arms and placed them on his stall: "I originally wanted to give you this.

This is a relic of those elders, which records some of our history. I think you will be able to use it. "

Ye Qingxuan took it, looked through it briefly, and looked up in surprise: "Is this all... the history of Romulus? Such ancient books are priceless treasures for any scholar, they are too precious."

"Mr. Ye, you told me at noon: You came here originally to treat illnesses and save people. So, just treat these things as insignificant gifts of thanks. Only in the hands of scholars can these things play their greatest role."

Elder Caligula banged his pipe on the stone and shook out the unburnable embers, which dispersed in the wind.

"If possible, I hope that the person who wins this trial is someone like you... If you still feel sorry for yourself, then help Elsa find a better doctor."

He smiled, turned and left.

Ye Qingxuan stayed where he was, watching him go away, and after a long time he looked away.

"Victory...?"

He whispered softly: "Let me give it a try."

——

At dusk, the hotel lobby.

The smell of burning tobacco and alcohol lingered in the air, and amid the low din, there was a lot of activity. Despite the chaos, it was a rare lively time for Romulus.

It's just that the entire hall is divided into two parts, with clear distinctions.

On one side were locals with shirtless bodies drinking wine, making the place lively and noisy. But it was quiet on the other side, and a few musicians who had been busy all day were eating their portions of food in silence.

After all, as long as you have enough money, you can even buy respect, let alone a place to eat. Although it can't be said to be too rich, for Romulus, it is already the highest standard of treatment.

And right in the middle, there was only one empty table, with only a few wine glasses and half a bottle of gin that made many drunkards salivate. The gin has a gold label on it, which means it is obviously a good product from overseas origin, and the boss is looking for good products at the bottom of the box. In order to match this bottle of fine wine, several slightly shriveled lemons were given to go with the wine.

However, while waiting, the three musicians did not seem to have any desire to talk. They just sipped the strong wine in their glasses and waited in silence.

Soon, the door was pushed open.

The musician in a dark cloak shook off the dust at the door and walked straight to the table. There seemed to be something invisible following behind him, leaving a series of tiny footprints. The fleeting chill made the air thicken.

It was a beastly nature that was so strong that it was almost projected into the ether.

The musician didn't look old. He had blond messy hair, like a lion, and his eyes were vertical pupils evolved from the summoned musician's years of exposure to animal nature. His eyes had the wild aura of a beast, which was scary.

"Dragon Stone School..."

"Ballo the Golden Lion."

"Barlow Hoffman."

Sensing his arrival, the other musicians whispered and discussed in low voices the most popular person in the Auschwitz trial, the famous family of the Summoning Faction, the elite of the Dragonstone School.

When Balotara sat on the middle table and took a sip of gin, everyone's eyes became cautious: on that table, there were now three favorites to win the championship. , and seem to have formed an alliance and decided to explore the ruins of the underground palace together.

Representatives from the School of Destruction, Samuel nicknamed Iron Hammer, Barlow the Golden Lion from the Dragonstone School, and the famous musician from the Northern Chant School, the rising star Miller...

When these three names are put together, they can't help but make people jealous, and some people even have some bad looks in their eyes. They quickly hide them carefully, lower their heads, eat in a hurry, and leave.

Barlow glanced at those eyes, sneered, grabbed a lemon nonchalantly, squeezed the juice in his hand, dropped the spirit into it and threw the lemon aside.

Immediately afterwards, he drank the wine in the small cup in one gulp.

"readily."

He took a deep breath and said, "I have been outside all day, and now I can finally wash away the muddy taste in my mouth."

The musician on his left picked up the gin with a smile and refilled his glass without saying anything. After Barlow wiped the corners of his mouth, he looked at his companion opposite and got straight to the point:

"Samuel, I heard that you found another collaborator?"

"I think he's quite suitable." Samuel nodded and said in a low voice, "He seems to have a pretty good mind."

Barlow frowned: "There are three people in the team now."

"It's safer to have one more person." Miller on his right said: "I don't object. There is more power when there are more people."

"That's not necessarily the case."

Barlow snorted, "At least let's see who it is. I don't want to cooperate with an inexplicable guy. Samuel, you have a soft heart and don't add any unreasonable guy to the team."

"You heard about it, Barlow."

Miller laughed: "He's the Oriental guy who made the guys in front of the door unable to get off the stage last night. I'm here to give you..."

"Ye Qingxuan?"

Barlow interrupted him and frowned: "Is he the most useless candidate among all the participants?"

"Well……"

Miller was stunned, looking strange.

"What's the use of being a burden?" Barlow shook his head dissatisfied: "I heard that if Angelou's master hadn't been present, he wouldn't even be able to enter the city gate."

Miller lowered his head in embarrassment and took a sip of wine, and whispered: "You see, in this kind of ruins, having a revelation musician with the ability to explore will often have the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort. Moreover, he himself is also the master of ancient history, Mr. Abraham." Disciple, you are very helpful in exploring the ruins of Romulus.

You will feel more relaxed then..."

"Exploring ruins is not a game!"

Barlow raised his voice, and the scar on his forehead was faintly red under the stimulation of alcohol. He said with half disdain and half disgust: "A novice who has not been a formal musician for a long time, just don't make trouble, and you don't have to put your hopes in it." What a difference he made.

Besides, my Scale Demon can also explore the ruins! "

Miller looked away sarcastically, speechless: "This is Samuel's decision, and he must have his reasons."

"I didn't agree!"

Barlow's expression became more and more gloomy, and he restrained his anger: "Can any cat or dog join the team and share the profits equally? What's the use of such cheap trash?"

"We've seen it before, let's talk about it later."

Samuel finally spoke up.

He didn't get angry or have any thoughts of arguing. He just said seriously: "He has a good mind. I think it's good to have such a person in the team."

"..."

Barlow's expression changed, and in the end, he gritted his teeth and took a step back:

"Well, if it doesn't work, don't expect me to agree."

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