The sin of wearing a crown

Fuel, non-burnable garbage, fuel, non-burnable garbage...

The fireplace in Lynn's house has now tasted a lot of fuel that it has never had before. Although these fuels are not as good as wood and coal, they can be regarded as contributing to the heating of this house. But not all garbage can be thrown at the fireplace. For example, some metal or unpleasant-smelling plastic products are relatively new.

Lynn had to spend time sorting out the garbage found in the sack in the corner of the study.

I can’t say it’s completely rubbish.

There is some information about the countess's transfer of personnel, the bureau's approval and limited support for his choice, the Campbell family's further discussion of the plan, and of course the bald man's recent investigation of factory workers, and even Douglas The gentleman is willing to contribute his modest efforts to him. Of course, these news are already behind the times. It would be more accurate for Linn who returned to Stim to make a trip.

This excitement made Linn feel that something he said was very right.

When you are poor in the busy city, no one cares about you; when you are rich in the mountains, you have distant relatives.

The boy who was once forced to pull out the silver soles from his shoes in order to survive in Prison No. 63 has unknowingly become one of the people in this city who needs to be fawned over.

What makes Linn happy is that his parents' social life was almost destroyed after they disappeared and went bankrupt. This has led to the fact that no one is willing to bother him now. If there really was such a shameless person, Lin En would definitely push them away by saying, "I don't know my parents' situation."

Linn couldn't help but feel a little emotional while disposing of the garbage.

"...Wait a minute, keep this letter." Suddenly his eyes caught a glimpse of a letter with the crown seal, and Lin En quickly asked the cold maid to keep it.

The crown seal and the initials around the edge are the seal of the University of Livia.

If there is anyone in the world who is willing to send him a letter from the University of Livia, there is only one person. He had a very good personal relationship with his father at the time, and was also his tutor after he was 14 years old.

With a slash of the letter opener, some waxy letter paper was deftly taken out. This kind of letter paper smells like beeswax. In fact, many scholars particularly like this kind of waxy material because its material is not only insect-proof and corrosion-resistant, but also has a better writing feel than white paper made by industrial machines. Paper is better.

Letter from Metatron.

Lin En's former tutor was a very easy-going middle-aged scholar who liked to drink sweet tea. In his memory, the most conspicuous feature of his tutor was his manly beard and a pair of always peaceful eyes.

Perhaps it was that look that made his father willing to drink tea and chat with him frequently.

If there were no unexpected man-made disasters, Linn's life trajectory should now be working as a deputy under mentor Metatron at the University of Rivia, studying the mysterious history of those continents. Maybe, you can also encounter a beautiful and pure love on campus.

Linn seriously suspected that the fact that he was surrounded by women older than him was because he had missed out on important college life.

The letter from Master Metatron is formulaic and very simple.

It started with blunt greetings, normal concern about Lin En's health recently, and then turned to mentioning that when he recently communicated with a scholar named Yuri, he learned about Lin En's current situation and knew that he was already [ Suppression Bureau], so he invited Linn to come to his office at Livia University to see him if he had time. He has an ancient historical document that he hopes to share with Lynn.

This information may involve an external ruins.

I don't know if it was intentional, but not a single word in the mentor's letter mentioned his father. This made Linn raise his eyebrows. This was actually a kind of reverse thinking.

For example, don't think about a pink elephant.

When the brain receives such information, you must first understand it before you can understand what it is saying. During the process of understanding, the brain will automatically construct a pink elephant, so don't think about it and you have already failed.

Of course Lin En knew that his mentor had a good relationship with his father, so since he didn't mention it at all, it was obvious that he was hinting at something. The young gentleman couldn't help but rubbed his brows in confusion. He remembered that his mentor was just an ordinary university professor, responsible for the research of ancient history, and how he got involved with his father, who was suspected of being a [MI6] kite.

Is there any story here?

'You have a wonderful private life, Batman. ’ Feilian Mingxi suddenly jumped out and gave Lin En a precise etiquette.

‘You’re welcome, beauty system. ’ Linn immediately teased him obscenely.

Of course, only the two of them could understand the deep meaning of this conversation. It was a first-level encrypted call.

‘I’m so angry that you want to sleep with me while I’m working for you, how shameless you are. ’

‘Three days of silence warning, power makes people lost.jpg’

'I can't breathe! The lives of elves also matter! ’

The good ones don't learn from the bad ones. Feilian Mingxi, who has been turned into a light-speed sand sculpture by netizens, imitates a breathless howl in the Silmarillion at the top of her lungs, without any dignity or power of a demigod.

If, when they first came into contact with her, Linn still had great respect for her because she was a demigod, then after all kinds of jokes about her went viral, he really could only treat her as a friend. Lin En was actually affected. Unknowingly, the vigor and energy unique to young people in him seemed to be completely restrained. If he didn't know it and looked over suddenly, he wouldn't think he was a 17-year-old. A young man of 30 years old, but like a mature man close to 30 years old.

That change in temperament is not very obvious.

After all, Lin En's temperament was very mature from the beginning. He has long passed the age of having illusions. Giving up illusions and preparing to fight is what he has been doing.

‘Did you study ancient history before? ’ Concubine Lian Mingxi asked curiously.

‘Didn’t I tell you? ’

'Perhaps you should go play sumo wrestling with a Ugandan gorilla, and maybe the slaps will clear your head. ’

Linn thought for a moment, and it seemed that he really hadn't told her.

‘That’s not important. ’

'No, without you to me...ah, this joke cannot be used here. This should be said to be very important, especially when you are about to go deep into the star realm, and you discover something that can destroy your three views. ’

'What's up? ’

‘You will find that a lot of the history you learn does not correspond to the deep remnants of the star realm. We also discovered this at the beginning, but we never found the reason until the mother ship sailed away with no results. ’