The Modern Age of the Mysterious

"Mrs. Burger!" Sean tried his best to suppress his eagerness and called the owner of the tavern with a calm demeanor.

The tavern hostess, who was supposed to settle accounts behind the bar, raised her head and saw the mask that Sean was turning around. She put down her pen, took off her reading glasses, and hurried over to Sean's table: "What can I do for you?"

Before, she already knew that Mr. Pansha had not returned, and could feel a little worry in her heart.

Sean pointed to the oil painting on the wall and asked in a gentle tone, "Madam, I want to ask you, what scene does this painting depict and who painted it?"

Mrs. Burger raised her eyebrows—apparently, tourists often ask about the origin of the painting, and she replied, in what has been said many times: "Oh...it was painted by a local artist. The description is When the pioneers of Rongyeer faced the harsh natural environment, their unyielding spirit..."

Moonlight frowned slightly under the mask: Obviously, Mrs. Berger was trying to guide the meaning of the painting to a "symbolic scene", while downplaying the real meaning of the painting...

However, considering what the martyrs said before, the locals avoided talking to outsiders about the tragedy of the year, her misleading is understandable.

Obviously, Sean also realized this.

He can use a little "function", or choose any ability from "God Feather", and he can make Mrs. Berg tell the truth.

However, he intends to speak plainly. In exchange for sincerity for sincerity.

"Madam, it's like this..." Sean turned around and motioned for Mrs. Berg to sit across from him, "Actually, today I was at the Martyrs of Truth, and I already learned a story about the Northbound Brigade... …”

Mrs. Berg still didn't understand the meaning of the powerful explorer in front of her. Out of vigilance against outsiders, when she heard Sean mention the "Northbound Brigade", her expression became a little stiff - she didn't want to. Again heard someone say they are "descendants of cannibals".

Sean put his hands on his lap, and said in a gentle and sincere tone: "To be honest, I am very sympathetic to you and the ancestors of the residents of Rongyere. After all, under such bad circumstances, they encountered Such a terrible thing, and then it will be criticized by the whole world..."

Listening to what Sean said, Mrs. Berg's expression relaxed a little bit.

"Not only that..." Sean turned to look at his teammates, and then turned back, "We are also very sympathetic to the current residents of Rongyere - the whole world does not believe what you said, and insists on accusing them of crimes. On the heads of you and your ancestors..."

Mrs. Berg took a deep breath, seemed to choked up, and then nodded: "Sir, to tell you the truth, this is indeed a scar in our town, like a scar that can never be erased..."

Moonlight shook his head slightly: "I believe my lady, even the peaks of the mountains will be smoothed out by the wind, and the sun will be extinguished one day - there are no scars in this world that cannot be erased."

Mrs. Berg nodded gratefully: "Thank you for your understanding. You may not be able to imagine what this understanding means to us."

"Those with a good life can't imagine what kind of spiritual battle they have to face when they are in trouble." Sean sighed, "Madam, you must also know that we came to Rong Yere this time to find the missing person. teammate's...

"I now speculate that the events that happened in Jonyer may have something to do with the misfortune on the shore of Lake Mistani.

"So, I really want to know, there are secrets about this painting."

Mrs. Burger turned her head—his husband and son were at the table not far away, and they had also heard what the explorer had said.

The silent man nodded slightly, and Mrs. Berg turned around...

"Camel..." The wife sighed, and she held the handkerchief in her pocket in her hand, "The artist who painted this picture is called Camel, who was one of the survivors of the Northward Brigade.

"He is still alive, and he lives in the east of the town."

The wife raised her face and looked at the painting on the wall: "The three people in this painting were the leaders of the Northward Brigade, and they were the three explorers - the Winter Forest Hunter, the Black Book Holder, and Tee. Blood Singer.

"Back then, if the three of them hadn't repelled Wendigo, our ancestors wouldn't have been able to get out of that snow forest."

"After Camel painted this picture, he never mentioned the meaning of the picture.

"We speculate that he, who was only ten years old at the time, should have witnessed the scene of three explorers repelling Wendigo.

"However, he has always kept this secret in his heart, and it was not until he was old that he drew the picture in his memory."

"I take the liberty to ask," said Moonlight, "why do you hang this picture here?"

If outsiders were allowed to see this painting, it might add to the dispute.

Mrs. Berg sighed: "Wendigo manipulated the survivors and made my mother do terrible things in the woods...

"She, eat..." Mrs. Berg turned pale and did not continue.

After sorting out her mood, she continued: "In short, I think this is the truth of the year.

"Wendigo manipulated her, the explorers defeated Wendigo, and they walked out of the snow forest together and established Rongyere.

"I can't change other people's thoughts, but in order to tell the world the truth, I choose to hang this painting.

"I want to tell the world that the Wendigo exists.

"My mother is not an irrational beast."

Speaking of which, Mrs. Berg's eyes turned red.

Although she bravely hung up the painting, when others asked, she could only choose to downplay the explanation of the dispute.

Sean and Moonlight felt a little guilty about letting the client recall the pain of the past, and looked at each other helplessly.

Seemingly aware that she made the guests feel a little guilty, the caring wife wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and quickly returned to her optimistic and cheerful look: "If you want to visit Mr. Garmel, it's too late to go now— —He usually doesn’t go to bed until nine o’clock.”

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Leaving the Burger's pub, walking to the easternmost part of Rongyeer, and knocking on the door Mrs. Burger said, Sean was inexplicably a little uneasy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Before coming, Mrs. said Now, due to age and alcoholism, Garmel has some signs of dementia.

The foreword does not match the afterword.

Sean wondered if it was a good idea to visit such an old man at night.

However, when he heard shuffling footsteps coming from the door, he quickly put these doubts behind him.

The wooden door was opened.

The person illuminated by the warm light inside the door surprised all three of Sean—

The old man in front of him had short white hair, thick glasses, and a white stubble protruding from his head.

He was obviously the old man who stared at Sean and the three of them when they arrived at Jonyer Square yesterday evening.

They had seen him before visiting Mr. Garmel.

Such coincidences are always surprising.

I don't know if it was because he knew that Sean and the others would visit, or because his thinking ability had indeed deteriorated. When he saw the faint orange red of the streetlights sprinkled on the three masked people, he did not show too much panic and fear. .

He stared at the three of Sean for a long time, his lips opened and closed, and he uttered a few words in the cold night wind, as if he was muttering to himself: "Three...

"It's three people wearing masks again."

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