To Four Thousand Years Later

The key point of Leonardo's plan is that the spell "psychic projection" is an ability unique to Leonardo, and outsiders will not know it.

Because as long as you don't have the ability to roam the limit with your spirit body, you can't throw your own spirit body to the limit at will, and project accurately from a long distance. Since there is no intelligence, no matter how clever Francesco is, it is impossible to plan for this point.

Then, Leonardo's disinformation can work.

According to Leonardo's research and conclusions, this color indicates that they have disgust, contempt, jealousy towards Leonardo, or feel guilty for wanting to do something unfavorable to him.

Therefore, some of them may have received money from Francesco as a spy. Gathering intelligence without revealing it was a case in keeping with Francesco's style. So Leonardo only let Michelot come here alone, which instead gave Francesco some wrong information: Leonardo didn't have any extra contact with him, why did Michelot Want to leave suddenly? Where is he going?

If I were Francesco, how would I think, knowing these things and only knowing them? Leonardo's lips curled up.

This life has only just begun, and meeting enemies of this level made Leonardo very happy, and even a little excited.

He didn't wear the ring, and still works and lives with the intelligence and energy of an ordinary person. Although the main reason is that he wants to live longer, learn as much as possible, and change this... Another reason is that he wants to It is necessary to exercise your intelligence through this kind of thinking collision.

See through what the other party thinks and judge the other party's actions. Then make a target.

Any genius in this world is just living in his own time.

But Leonardo lived in the entire history of mankind—his imaginary enemy was not a certain "old enemy" of his time, but unknown geniuses in the future. As an "ancient person", go to compete with future people in terms of intelligence. How difficult, how difficult would this be?

Compared with them, Francesco's cleverness is nothing.

Leonardo prevents Asmodeus from killing Francesco. Just want to pass this exposed werewolf. Go dig out what's behind him.

And now. Francesco's self-proclaimed cleverness gave him instead I heard you want to mislead me?

Then let's first distinguish whether the information I gave you is true or not. next. No matter what Francesco does, he will reveal more information to Leonardo. And when Leonardo figured out the connection between "Werewolf", "Order of the Rose", "Eyeless Corpse" Metro...

That's when Francesco "had an accident".

"Very well, Michaelot.

Leonardo opened the pages of the book in his hand, and said calmly while reading: "The information you gave me is very valuable, and I will pay you later.

...I don't want money, sir. Unexpectedly, Michelot refused Leonardo's reward.

He just stared straight at Leonardo with those gray eyes. Leonardo raised his eyebrows and looked up at him with interest.

"Then what do you want, child?"

He said in a calm and polite tone—even though the two of them were almost the same age, it made people feel that there was no problem. "...want to study, sir," whispered Michelot. Francis frowned upon hearing this.

"Don't be like this, Francis. Children know that learning is a good thing," Leonardo waved his hand to stop Francis' words. Suffering can only stimulate people's potential, but not give people lacking qualities.

Ruo, he looked at Michelot, and said in a gentle voice: "You are not yet an adult, Michaelot. The school will teach you for free.

"But I don't want to learn that.

"Then what do you want to learn?"

"I want to learn about your... mysterious power.

Michaelot replied in a low voice: I want to learn the knowledge to become a superior person. I can learn anything as long as you are willing to teach.

"I don't want to live like this anymore... Free schools don't teach anything useful, they only teach literacy. Numeracy. Geography and history... But we can't afford books, and even if we can read, we don't use them superior."

"Those people want to learn arithmetic, because accountants earn a lot of money and can earn a lot easily, so what's the use? It's nothing more than working for others and taking the money that others give them.

Michelot looked seriously at Leonardo, his skinny mouse-like face trembling slightly from fear and nervousness.

"I'm not afraid of your jokes... I want to be a big shot. The bishop is fine, the mayor is fine, and the businessman is fine, as long as it's... as long as you can decide your own destiny.

When Michellot said this, he even misspelled the word "fate".

He was serious, speaking almost ridiculous but very true words. But in his eyes, there was the purest light shining like a flame.

At this moment, the pale golden light crackled like lightning, and Michelot noticed this, and Leonardo laughed happily: "Ah... I see your determination , Michaelot.

"But I can't do what you said." With Michelot's disappointed expression, he said calmly: "It's just the level of the bishop and the mayor, that's too simple. I don't teach Such simple knowledge. Because of this level of agency, I don't like it.

"The key to the question now is, what price can you pay?"

Michelot was taken aback when he heard the words, and he quickly said: "I can kill for you. My skills are very good. I also know many assassins." It doesn't matter, I have Francis. He can also kill for me, and he can do better than you. I have plenty of assassins under my command, and I don't lack one of you. Leonardo said, pondering for a moment, showing a devil-like smile.

The smile immediately terrified Michaelot.

"I thought about it for a while, the price is yourself, how about it?"

Leonardo said in a low voice: "I want your soul after death, and your loyalty for life after life.

Michelot was silent for a while, and asked in confusion: "I've only heard that souls are asked for in Magic Electric's transactions."

"If you want," Leonardo said gently, "I can be too.

"Then I agree. Unexpected," replied Michelot briskly.

"Even if the price is the soul?" Leonardo asked again in surprise.

Michelot couldn't help laughing: "Sir, you don't understand us. For us **** born in the mud, let alone souls... Even this life is worthless.

"Adults always say how terrible the devil is, but I think it is. The magic power is kinder than people: they only need to collect souls, and they will give people happiness. The price is nothing more than a cheap life. In this world, how much is a human life worth?

"Strictly speaking," Francis interjected nonchalantly, "about ten shillings for someone like you.

Michelot was not offended, but sneered: "That's too expensive—it's only five shillings here.

"Besides, Magic Electric has to find an excuse if they want to break the contract; if there is no excuse, they still have to fulfill the contract...but the big masters don't have to do this. They can do everything they want. If they want" If they need it. They will also strip other people to the bone, make them miserable and poor, keep them working constantly without enough food, sick, so that when winter comes, they will not wear warm clothes and drink a bowl of broth , let them be homeless, let them die in the factory Michelot whispered: "I would rather give this life to the devil, I don't want a penny, I just want those disgusting old men to earn money." No money...even if it just makes these gentlemen unhappy, unhappy, and disgusted. That's our victory—a great victory for us **** who crawled out of mud.

"Because I really can't see any hope. This era is so bad that it hasn't changed... If you want my soul, please go ahead and take it. How could it be worse than hell?"

If you say so.

Leonardo was silent for a long time, then picked up the book in his hand. He stared at Michelot, and said softly incomprehensible words: "Devils are indeed kinder than humans.

In the slums and outside the slums, there are completely two worlds.

He didn't expect that people in this era would only dare to seek the future and peace from Magic Power. Maybe... I didn't even think that the heart of a capitalist would be darker than that of the devil.

"I used to think that the darker the sky, the darker it is... the brighter the stars. Before the sun rises again. There is always something shining.

"There will always be some people who tell you not to give up, hold on to hope, and wait for God to come to you. Now, I finally understand that it is still too irresponsible to give people a blank tongue. Distant hope, no good deed could ever be worse.

"After all, the 'imminent future' I see may be a future that some people can't wait for in their lifetime.

In Leonardo's downcast eyes, a golden radiance swirled like a suppressed fire.

He got one thing wrong.

Even compared to the fate and future of mankind as a whole, individual human beings are almost as humble as ants, invisible and inaudible.

But that's by no means giving up on them, letting them struggle to die—if they can't see the reason, that's all. After all, he is only a mortal, and a mortal cannot be omnipotent.

But since he has seen it and he can change it, then he should take care of it.

…So, I'll just tell you one thing, Michaelot. I will only promise you one thing... of course, you may not understand it now. "Leonardo stated in a quiet and convincing tone, "But no matter how dark the night is, the sun will rise.

"Wait until the sun comes out, and all the sorrows will disperse like fog."

"And now, as the dawn

I also finally, what to do.