The Modern Age of the Mysterious

It was a fine morning and the air was dry.

On the street outside Fort Hasenhill, members of the Rescue Wing were scattered in different places.

The Daedalus Foundation is an organization that basically keeps secrets from the people. The media and the public do not know that there will be an extraterritorial trial approved by the Austrian government today.

However, this matter is not a secret to the Quest world. On the contrary, because the matter involved the well-known grievances between Alicia and Rabilins, many people from the quest industry were present. In order to show justice, Daedalus allowed some people who agreed to enter the court to observe.

Thankfully, due to Solomon's ongoing friendship with the Foundation, he was allowed in.

Although it can be confirmed that the secrets of the Philosopher's Stone have not been leaked, the foundation's security is still very adequate, and all people entering the venue are subject to search.

Outside the gate of the castle, there is a five-story building in the northeast corner. Xiao En led his team members to wait on the roof. Solomon is being searched by the guards in black, and Arthur and his teammates are also hiding somewhere outside the castle. The position of myself and others is relatively far away—playing the role of reserve team and peripheral eyes.

Solomon passed the inspection. He glanced out the door as he put on his hat and walked in.

Sean was sure that although there was a considerable distance, it was for Arthur.

Don't worry, I will keep an eye on the whole process. This is what his eyes mean.

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"Don't forget, today, Hasenhill has eyes and ears."

This is what Solomon emphasized before the operation began. It was precisely because of his reminder that even Arthur's team, which is good at hiding the characteristics of the soul, was deployed further.

The pinnacle scholar is an unreasonable existence, and it can even be said that it is an existence that people in the mysterious world should be in awe of.

Arthur usually sees them as a special kind of "mystery seeker". However, it is clear that the direction of "exploration" by the top scholars is not evil and folklore.

Marching towards the deep space of knowledge, after paying unimaginable sacrifices and sweats, these greatest scholars in the world have insight into knowledge that is difficult for ordinary people to understand and involves the deep laws of this world.

To understand is to master. The laws they discovered, the knowledge they summed up, the "papers" they condensed, and even a short "equation" all contained the unforgettable power of ordinary explorers.

The price of being profound and powerful is what is called "deep chill", something similar to a curse.

When exploring the subtleties, visiting the deep space, and even solving the mystery of radioactivity, they broke through the boundaries of human understanding and the "wall of understanding" set by someone in the context of classical physics...

Break through behind the wall of understanding with the passion of exploration, but what you see is a weird and strange world: there are laws completely different from the ordinary world in the subtle. When they discovered that light is both a particle and a wave, the mystery seemed to have penetrated into the subtlety.

After knowing these secrets that even the gods keep silent, they inevitably entered a dark situation: because they explored too deeply, they were enveloped in a certain kind of chill...

Their fate is actually similar to that of Nietzsche—too profound exploration made them unknowingly leave the shelter of traditional mythology for the soul. In this era of modernity, they arrived at an unknown world before everyone else.

And that world was empty, and the wind was howling.

At this moment, Marie Curley was sitting alone on the bell tower of the castle with a cup of warm tea in her hand. As far as she can see, there are no barriers. The entire castle and beyond are completely open to her eyes. In her eyes, people are like ants busy in a huge anthill.

This line of sight, which obviously surpasses all clairvoyance magic, comes from her research on radioactivity. Of course, she could also see weird ripples radiating from her body and belongings. Those ripples are enough to kill any living thing, and only by using the knowledge she possesses to tune the soul can she temporarily avoid being poisoned.

She is the eyes of the castle.

Paul Langevin stood behind the walls. He frowned slightly, and stared down at the spectators walking into the inner city with a melancholy face. The dry wind gently blew his beard, but he didn't notice it.

In his eyes, those guests scattered in the inner city are like particles in the faint. They are influenced by the surrounding environment, colliding and interfering with each other, thinking that their footsteps are sure, but in fact they don't know where they will be taken...

The irregular motion of phantom particles is called "Brownian motion". Isn't fate just the "Brownian motion" of human beings?

The Langevin equation appeared in his mind like a powerful incantation, and the chaotic trajectories of various particles depicted a three-dimensional scroll between the heaven and the earth that humans cannot understand...

Mysterious and complicated, just like another starry sky.

He closed his eyes and listened to the various vibrations around him. Everything was transmitted to his ears in the form of waves, and he could even hear some obvious inner voices, which were the vibrations of the soul. Of course, these overly sensitive ears can also hear the voices in the omnipresent "Dirac Sea". The gods are hidden in the shadows, and he can hear their never-ending murmur.

Paul Langevin, is the ear of the castle.

Schroedinger relied on more than two top scholars of course. Although more than half of the Ace class was lost in the Ocean City incident, the King class wearing the maze crest also had two hands. Even if the leaderless Ocean City branch directly declared war, it still had no advantage.

The posture of readiness seemed to declare that the trial of Alicia Pompeo must go ahead.

According to legend, Hakana IV was a devout believer in salvation, and the castles where he lived had special worship halls. This historic chapel hall located on the first floor of Fort Hasenhill was once again transformed into a courtroom.

All the spectators of the trial drama were seated. The light passing through the slender dome-shaped frosted glass behind the presiding seat cast the shadow of the hanging gold-plated labyrinth symbol on Solomon. Detective Leon, who seemed to be imprisoned by the shadows, suddenly understood the meaning of this trial, which was more like a "ceremony" than a "necessary procedure"—

Schrödinger wants to prove through this trial that the rebels in Ocean City are just a bunch of mobs, and Daedalus is the orthodox!

This is also the meaning of inviting and allowing others to listen.

Thinking of negotiating with Schrödinger after this ceremonial trial, Solomon was a little nervous.

Schrödinger must have known that Arthur Merlin had assembled a force that could rival the Foundation's presence outside the castle. Marie Gurley is probably looking at the detective right now...

Therefore, the negotiation atmosphere during this period will never be easy.

As the intermediary of this incident, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Solomon, who is running morally purely for the life of the female chess player, he hopes that this conflict can end peacefully.

When the mood is more tense, he will be hungry. After eating two continental breakfasts before departure, I felt my stomach was empty again.

Frowning and rubbing his belly, the side door was suddenly pushed open. The clerk announced to stand up in a high-pitched voice, and Erwin Schrödinger, who was dressed in white, walked in with two other elders.

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