Chapter 410 Before Leaving
When he returned to the hotel door, Angel was surprised to find Pierre still wandering there.
It had been more than three hours since she left in the morning and it was almost lunchtime. She had thought that this college student with the intention of hunting for love had already left, but she had not expected him to be so persevering.
Angel simply went upstairs to change his clothes, took off the "Ring of Madness" and returned to the door as "Angelica". Pierre, who was looking forward to it, lit up his eyes and quickly came over.
"Beautiful Miss Angelica, I happened to be passing by here and thought you might need a guide to show you around Trier, so I stopped in to see you."
He said it in a calm tone, as if it was just a casual encounter.
If Angel hadn't seen the other party's anxious look when he entered and exited the hotel under another identity in the morning, he would have almost believed what he said.
"Thank you, Mr. Pierre. I came here from Loen just to explore this city once ruled by Emperor Roselle." She smiled so beautifully that Pierre was almost stunned. "Do you know of any places that display items related to the Emperor's life? Like notes?"
Angel disguised himself as a traveler who admired Intis culture and wanted to know about Roselle's life. He quickly got a lot of information out of Pierre, and finally made him promise that he could get a lot of Roselle's notes from his classmates.
Following the somewhat excited college student, Angel came to the residence of one of his classmates.
"Lola! Lola!"
Pierre was knocking on the door of a two-story building and shouting loudly.
A moment later, the door opened and a short woman with fluffy brown hair poked her head out and looked at Pierre suspiciously.
"Pierre, don't you have class today? Who... is this?"
Only then did she see that there was a guest standing next to her, and her eyes lit up.
Angel took the initiative to introduce himself as a "traveler". With the dual advantages of his appearance and eloquence as an instigator, he quickly dispelled the doubts of the female student named Lola and entered her home.
"Lola, show her Roselle's notes. She came here from Rune for a trip and really admires that 'Caesar'."
After showing an expression of "as expected", Laura returned to the study and took out a thick notebook after a while.
"I told you, this is a diary, not a notebook," Laura complained, shoving the notebook into Pierre's hands. "I've already deciphered some of the numbers and determined its basic format. I believe that with enough examples, based on the various things the emperor did throughout his life, I can translate the diary's contents."
Looking at the talkative girl, Angel was reminded of Old Neil whom he met on the first day he joined the Night Watchers in Tingen City. The latter was also so confident that he could decipher the secret of the Emperor, but died under the pollution of the "Hidden Sage" before achieving his wish.
In order to hide her emotions, she hurriedly took the notebook that Pierre handed to her, opened it and spread it on the coffee table.
Angel initially thought that this thick notebook was entirely written by Russell, but he soon discovered that the actual "Rossel Diary" only had five pages. The rest was filled with analysis written in red and black pen, all in Intis language, which made Angel dizzy.
"This is my analysis based on word frequency and corresponding formats. You see, these individual phrases are actually dates. They also appear in small quantities in the main body of the diary. I can use this to analyze the rest of the text."
When talking about her interests, Laura became a little excited. She pushed aside Pierre who wanted to sit next to Angel and came over to the notebook to point at it.
"Unfortunately, many of the emperor's diaries I collected were fabricated by later generations, and many of the deeds related to the emperor in various history books are also exaggerated or even fictional. This has caused various difficulties in my translation. Not only do I have to fish out tiny needles from the ocean, but I also have to distinguish their authenticity... Well, this sentence was also said by the emperor."
Seeing that the girl was about to chatter on and on, Angel quickly interrupted her:
"I'm also very interested in the Emperor's diary. Could you please sell me these original pages?"
Hearing her words, the excitement in Laura's eyes faded a little, as if she realized that the woman in front of her only wanted to collect items related to Russell, rather than having the same interest in researching it to the end as she did.
"No problem, these are just rubbings. The originals are in the Steam Church's museum, but they probably won't sell them."
She opened her notebook, tore off the five pages with Chinese characters, and handed them to Angel.
"It's free, so more people can see this, and maybe there's a better chance of cracking it."
Unfortunately, someone had already cracked it, and he was even a god...
Angel thought with regret and put away the Emperor's diary that he had worked so hard to obtain.
After achieving the purpose of this trip, she prepared to leave. Although it seemed that Lola's home still had many collections related to Emperor Roselle, if she continued to have an in-depth conversation with this girl with shining eyes, she would probably have to spend the whole day here.
Of course, as a thank you to her, Angel generously paid for the two of them to enjoy a delicious Intis meal at a nearby restaurant. Of course, in Trier, the capital of Intis, they were only local dishes.
"...but it cost me a full ten pounds. Well, the corresponding currency here is called 'Gold Louis', and one coin is worth 20 fil gold. But I can exchange it for five pages of the Emperor's diary, so it's a good deal..."
Holding his swollen belly, Angel thought with both heartache and relief.
After having a lunch that was very different from the one at Intis Restaurant in Rune, and which could not be said to be more authentic, Angel, Pierre and Lola said goodbye and returned to their hotel. Pierre obviously had plans for the afternoon and even the evening, but Angel did not give him the opportunity.
Looking at the slightly depressed college student, Angel chuckled and was about to say something comforting, but he caught a glimpse of a man in a windbreaker who was looking towards the door from time to time across from the hotel door.
The other party was obviously looking for someone. He would look carefully at every passenger coming in and out, especially women, for a few seconds, and then quickly look away without staying any longer.
"Looking for a woman. I know what she looks like, but I don't know exactly where she lives. Otherwise, I would have come directly to her house... Heh, you're not looking for me, are you?"
Angel was speechless. It had been less than 24 hours since he arrived in Trier, but it felt like several groups of people already knew of his arrival.
She quickly sent away Pierre, who was still reluctant to leave, and returned to her room. She took out the magic mirror, stroked the surface, and read:
"Mirror, mirror, tell me, who is this man stalking at the hotel entrance?"
The mirror quickly showed a scene in which a black-painted carriage followed another hired carriage. Several men in windbreakers got off the carriages and walked down the stone steps into the underground area. After the black-haired and brown-eyed Sylvia disappeared, they split into two groups. One group tracked "Eileen" and the other group returned to the carriages to continue tracking the hired carriages.
As expected... it was the one who targeted Sylvia, and because of her contact with me, she also targeted me... Angel put down the magic mirror and thought silently.
"They don't look like members of the Witch Cult. They would contact Severia directly... It seems they are from the Intis authorities, the 'Mechanical Heart' of the Church of Steam, or the 'Purifier' of the Church of the Eternal Sun...
"No matter who it is, they've all been targeting me because of Sylvia... This stupid witch was discovered right after entering Trier. It's really a disgrace to the Witch Cult."
Angel, with a sense of ownership, helped the Witch Cult teach Sylvia a lesson in his heart, and began to modify the subsequent arrangements.
She first packed up all her belongings, put on the "Ring of Madness", and went directly to the street without checking out, found a hired carriage and left the hotel.
Soon, Angel discovered a black carriage behind them, thus confirming that "Eileen" was their target.
Then, she disappeared from the hired carriage on its way to the market area, jumped off the carriage when it slowed down at a turn, and quickly hid in an alley nearby. She calmly watched the black carriage pass by her, chasing the empty hired carriage away.
She herself used the Beyonder characteristic of the Faceless Man to transform her face into one that was 70% similar to the Laura she had met today. She put on a cloak to cover her hair and left in the opposite direction. She hired another carriage to reach the Observatory area and found a hotel next to Purgatory Square, the entrance to the catacombs, to stay there.
This place is very close to the underground tomb she will enter in two days, making it convenient for her to escape directly into the tomb in times of danger.
"The other party's tracking doesn't seem very professional, especially the lack of response to Beyonder-related abilities. Could it be that they are not official Beyonders, but the Intis military?"
Sitting at the desk in the suite, Angel was thinking while sorting out his weapons and magical items.
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On Friday evening, the White Agate finally arrived at its destination, Bayam, the capital of the Rorsted Archipelago and the "City of Generosity."
Dark clouds rolled in outside the window, and the sky was gloomy. It seemed that a rainstorm would soon arrive. In room 310, Klein had already packed his luggage. He took a last look at the suite that had accompanied him for an entire week, and then left. He went up on deck and prepared to line up to disembark.
"Flame" Danitz wore a black wig and a baseball cap he had gotten from somewhere to cover his head, partially obscuring his face. He lowered his head and followed Klein.
He always felt that several gazes were always lingering on him, including Donna with tears on her face, who had just secretly said goodbye to Angel in an empty corner; Ellan who was standing by the gangway with his hand on the grip of the musket; and the crazy adventurer who was cold in front of people but...
Klein had a brief conversation with Mr. Uldi, Donna and Denton's father and Cleves' employer. After receiving his one-way contact information at his request, he looked back with a cold face. The moment their eyes met, Danitz looked away.
This guy, I wonder if he really heard something that day... Klein tried hard to maintain his persona as he walked over and stood in front of the pirate.
"You can go now."
He said in a flat tone.
"What?"
Danitz's first reaction wasn't joy, but confusion and fear.
Is he up to some weird trick again, like he did on Tuesday night?
It was not until the two men got off the boat one after the other and were some distance away from the gangway that Angel emerged from his invisibility and threw a glass bottle of blood that had been processed by ritual magic and still remained fresh. Only then did Danitz confirm that he had truly escaped from the clutches of the two men.
Looking at the two people who left one after the other, he couldn't help but say:
"Where's my hair?"
Without even turning his head, Klein threw a ball of golden hair. Danitz frantically tried to catch it, but accidentally let the glass bottle slip from his hand and shattered on the dock. A faint smell of blood wafted around, attracting the attention of several passengers and sailors.
Shit! This guy did it on purpose!
His lips moved, and he was about to blurt out some obscene words out of instinct, but in the end, the patience he had acquired during four days of hard life came into play. Danitz simply used his feet to lift the glass fragments into the sea, and then followed the crowd to leave this sad place.
Next time we meet, I, Lord "Flame" Danitz, will teach you a lesson!
He glared at Klein and Angel's departing backs, lowered his hat brim, looked around, and walked in another direction.
He wanted to find the Golden Dream's contact point in Bayam and tell them that two lunatics had come here!
Two Xiao Ans, what about pyroxene?
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