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My grandfather always smiled and said to me like that.

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My name is Jil Dejescher.

I don't shy away from saying that she is the eldest lady of a declining family.

Before I was seven years old, I was only awake in the morning and evening when I drank my pills.

Memories of that time are also largely blurred.

I only remember being taken by my father all over the place.

At home and abroad, there are only some fragments of memories left about seeking medical treatment everywhere.

After that, because he had been frail, he lived with his grandfather.

Maybe at any point, I'll pass out in a corner I don't know...... Of course, it's not once or twice that happens, so I've been forbidden to go out of the house all the time.

My grandfather's house had a dedicated housekeeper and maid to take care of me, as well as a tutor to teach me my homework.

Campbell's suburbs, a 2,000-square-meter villa, are all I have in life.

There were many times when I fell asleep and didn't wake up.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the worried looks of the waiters and grandfather.

Sometimes I can't help but think that this is how my whole life will probably be spent like this.

It's not a sad feeling, but sometimes I can't help but think about the meaning of life.

I can't help but think about it.

If I go out of the house without advice, and see a very beautiful and amazing sight, and the next moment I will die, then ...... Does what I see mean to me?

Because I can't tell anyone about this beauty, it certainly doesn't mean anything to anyone else.

So...... What about me?

Since I will die in the next moment, then this experience and experience will also be destroyed with me, leaving no trace in the world, so it will not make sense to me.

But, on second thought, doesn't the same logic apply to my experiences and experiences at any time in my life?

I'm weak. For survival...... I didn't have such a strong desire.

The possibility of dying at any time has long been accepted as common sense.

But...... My own existence itself is meaningless, and this kind of thing is very vaguely hateful.

What should I do? Put my experiences and experiences into words and convey them to others?

Not to mention that I don't see outsiders at all, and I don't think anyone is interested in the boring daily life in the deep house.

I couldn't help but start paying attention to the people around me.

Could my grandfather, the kind old man, have such troubles?

Unlike me, my spirited grandfather was very adventurous.

Throughout the year, there are many times when I don't stay in the house.

That's all I know.

Although my grandfather had always doted on me, he never told me about my adventures.

Whenever I asked, he always smiled and shook his head.

"You don't need to know that. ”

Very kind, so to speak.

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One summer when I was about fourteen years old, I fainted again in a blur.

It was dark, and I don't know how long it had been when I opened it again.

But outside the window, it was completely dark, and there seemed to be the sound of heavy rain.

What I saw was the familiar worried face of the maid.

"Ada, where's Grandfather?"

"Lord Celeste hasn't come back yet. ”

"Oh. ”

Grandfather must have gone on an expedition to some corner of the continent again. That's nice.

After drinking the medicine, I stared blankly at the ceiling.

"I've called Master Moffett and he'll be back as soon as possible. ”

As if to ease my uneasiness, the voice of the head maid rang in my ears.

But I didn't feel any uneasiness in the slightest.

In other words, this kind of uneasiness has long become a habit and cannot be clearly felt.

"Ada, I'm going to eat apple pie. ”

I lied to the maid next to me, and I got the response I expected.

"No problem, caramel or sour cream?" seemed to raise my appetite for the first time in a long time, and the head maid smiled.

"I want to eat them all. ”

"Then I'll make one for each. ”

"Ada, thank you for your hard work. ”

"Where, it's my business. The eldest lady has something to remember to rattle. ”

The maid smiled and gently closed the door and left.

Lift the quilt, sit on the edge of the bed, and put on your shoes.

The body is still very weak, but I can barely walk.

Pushing open the door, he poked his head out and looked out.

It was late at night, and several of the waiters had also gone to sleep.

Holding my phone and relying on the dim light, I walked silently through the corridor in the middle of the night without my fingers.

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Walked far, far away, as if he had never traveled this far in his life.

This room is the innermost part of the villa, passing by the three main halls, across a swimming pool, a tennis court, and standing in the corner of the most inconspicuous back garden.

The rain seemed to be falling heavier, and there was a faint roar of lightning and thunder.

I braved the rain and ran through the garden to the eaves of the cottage.

Drenched in the rain, long hair, or pajamas, they were tightly attached to their bodies, and they felt cold for the first time in a long time.

I'm sure I'll be preached for a long time after that.

I stared blankly at the cipher embedded in the small wooden door in front of me. I've been here before, but that's it.

But this time was different.

A hand reached into the pocket of his pajamas and took out a small bag.

Dip the prepared powder in rainwater and gently apply a cotton swab to the 26-letter buttons.

And then...... ewlvprs, the keys of these letters glow slightly.

There are a total of 5,040 combinations of "factorial ...... of 7".

No, I'm afraid it's more than that.

5040, that's just a permutation if each letter appears only once. I'm afraid passwords are more complex.

But that's still in plan.

Taking out my phone, I typed the 7 letters into the pre-prepared app with my shivering hands.

Then, a long list of desperate phrases appeared on the screen.

Excluding some words that are too extreme and uncommon, there are about 20,000 groups left.

It's cold.

To keep warm, I curled up in the corner of the door.

Staring at the phone that emits a glimmer of light, he quickly swiped down the screen.

"Ahh

The hand shook and stopped sliding downward.

Right in the center of the screen's stoppage, there's a word that catches my eye.

“twelvepeers……”

Twelve attendants.

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With a nervous mood, I pushed open the door and walked in.

I have a keen interest in everything in this chalet.

The adventures that my grandfather loved, he never mentioned in front of me. But everything is dusty in this room.

It wasn't as bright as I had hoped, but a mess of guns, antique swords, and a jumble of instruments and unknown books, and I couldn't see anything further because of the lack of light.

I looked around cautiously as I thought about the code on the door.

Twelve attendants.

Because I was often sick in bed, my grandfather told me many stories before my bedside.

My grandfather's knowledge was undoubtedly profound, and I was fascinated by the stories he told hundreds of years ago.

But even when it was storytelling, grandfather always told about himself unintentionally.

My grandfather clearly looked down on the so-called "knightly way" of protecting the aristocracy and defending the church.

What he is passionate about is a kind of "chivalry" that has been passed down for a longer time, and what he adheres to is the eight virtues of "humility, glory, sacrifice, bravery, mercy, spirituality, honesty, and justice", the ancient chivalrous way.

I've heard a lot of stories about this, including the legend of the Twelve Attendants.

The mind was pulled back from the ethereal recollection, and a bookshelf appeared in the faint light in front of him, with a small wooden ladder next to it.

I struggled to climb to the top of the ladder and removed a dusty tin box from it.

What is it?

Painstakingly placed at the top of the bookshelf, it must be something important.

I carefully looked at the familiar pattern on the tin box, and planned to find a table in the darkness to place it.

"Oh, that's not good. ”

A familiar old voice came from the doorway.

After a sharp startup, my heart sank to the bottom.

It's the voice of the grandfather.

The flashlight gave me a glimpse of my grandfather's old figure, who seemed to be still watching the marks on the coded door.

"I have to say, Ji'er, you surprised me. ”

Can't respond.

My mind was a mess.

Living in the deep house for many years, I have never had any special wishes except for the desire to go out of the house and take a look.

The only thing I want to know is my grandfather's adventures.

Maybe I won't be able to take that adventure, but at the very least, I want to know.

I don't know when my life will come to an end...... Probably by then I wouldn't have been able to figure out what kind of adventure my grandfather was hiding.

I can't go through that, and I'm not even allowed to know?

I hadn't left tears for a long time, and I wiped them vigorously with my sleeve.

"I just...... Just want to know. I tried to speak in my calmest voice.

I kept convincing myself to keep my sanity.

If you cry, you will definitely be treated like a child again, and you will be sent back to your room and grounded.

"Okay...... All right...... Indeed," seemed to remember the masterpiece on the cipher door just now, and the grandfather smiled, "You are not too young, as a member of the Dejescher family, you have the right to know." ”

I couldn't believe my grandfather's decision, and I breathed softly cautiously, afraid that any move I made might make my grandfather take back his life.

Don't dare to make the slightest movement.

Grandfather, however, put down the oil lamp in frustration, threw the wet match aside, shone it with a flashlight, and pulled out a chair from the corner.

Hold me next to me and sit down.

"It seems like it's been a long time since I've told you a story, Ji'er, do you remember what I told you about our family's history?"

I nodded.

"Yes, just remember. "The light of the flashlight, the lightning outside the window, reflected the light of my grandfather's face.

"Ninety-seven years ago, it was the same stormy time. ”

"Charles Claire, the last surviving signatory of the 'Borly Declaration', is also a member of the secret organization 'Freemasonry'. ”

Knowing that his time was numbered, he woke up his horse boy in the middle of the night and drove to the presidential palace to ask for a fourth president, for he had a very urgent matter to report to the president personally. ”

"Did he see it?"

"It's a pity that the president was out that day, and he didn't make it to that point. ”

"Charles Claire, there's a secret. He told the secret to his best friend, someone he could trust. ”

Looking at my thoughtful expression, my grandfather laughed.

"Yes, as you guessed, that man was my grandfather's grandfather, Kruskar Dijescher. ”

"Ji'er, do you know the noble fiefdom that our family was once given?"

"During the imperial period, three generations were given the title of earl. ”

Grandfather laughed.

"So tell me, what is a nobleman?"

I hesitated, and organized the language.

"Slaves, and the upper echelons of the imperial system formed by the concentration of power and property. ”

"However, this is not really an aristocracy. ”

"That'...... What is a true nobleman?"

"The noble become nobles, and the lowly become contemptibles," said my grandfather with a smile, "and this is the noble faith that has been passed down from Cruzkal to your father's area." ”

And now, too, it has reached your ears. ”

I nodded.

"I'm going to be ...... Noble people. ”

Grandfather smiled.

"So, do you want to know that secret?"

"Yes. ”

"Treasure. ”

Grandfather's deep voice continued, and I couldn't help but blink.

"A treasure beyond anyone's imagination and has been passed down for thousands of years. ”

"They have been fought over and looted by countless dynasties, passed down from generation to generation, and each time they change owners, they increase by one point. ”

"And yet, suddenly...... This treasure is gone. ”

I felt like my throat was tight.

Subconsciously arranging his long hair, he hissed and asked, "Where did they go?"

"For more than a thousand years, this treasure has been sleeping in a corner of the world. ”

"It wasn't until the First Crusade that the knights discovered a secret wall beneath King Solomon's temple. ”

"The nine knights who discovered this treasure thought that the value of these treasures was too great for any one person to possess alone. ”

"Even if it's a king...... No, it doesn't. ”

"They brought the treasure to our continent of Atlantis and called themselves 'Templars'. ”

"In the centuries that followed, the Templars founded an intimate organization, the Freemasonry, to honor those who built the Temple. ”

"War ensued. ”

"His Majesty Mo Mingmian discovered this hidden organization from the chaos of the world with his outstanding wisdom, and in the end, he tried his best to be recognized by the 'Freemasonry' and became a member of the 'Freemasonry'. ”

However, even with the wisdom of Mo Mingmian, he could not handle such a huge amount of shocking wealth. Once this treasure is exposed, the mad dogs and hungry wolves will plunge the newly established regime into a storm again. ”

So they devised a series of clues and maps to show where the treasure was. ”

"It's a pity...... Over time, many clues have been lost or forgotten. ”

"Until the end...... There was only one left, the note that Charles Claire had given to Kruzkar Dijescher......"

Grandfather's calloused hands brought over the iron box I had taken off the shelf.

When it was opened, there was a yellowed parchment note.

Hand it to me.

I took it carefully, gently rolled it open, and read the text softly.

"Secrets and ...... Reimu together?"

"Secrets and Reimu are with them. When my grandfather said this, he seemed to be overwhelmed with emotion.

"Who's Reimu?"

"Nobody knows...... Even Charles Claire himself doesn't know who Reimu is. ”

"I don't even know if it's a name. ”

"But...... The founder of this country, His Majesty Mo Mingmian, left us clues in this way. ”

From the box from which the parchment had been removed, my grandfather pulled out another crumpled note.

I don't go out often, but I still know money.

This is a one-dollar note.

"The red and white yin and yang fish, the ancient oriental pattern, the balance, the rules and the order, are metaphors for the origin of all things. ”

"Guardian of the Treasure, symbol of the Templars......"

"That's how they're telling us about ......"

"It's better to laugh at ......"

Another loud voice interrupted the grandfather's whispering.

Following the prestige, standing at the door with an oil lamp, a long-lost figure.

It's the father.

"Oh, it's been a long time since you're here. Grandfather's voice was calm.

"I'm here to pick up my daughter," the father's mood seemed to be a little impulsive, "do you want to know what is hidden in the dollar?

I subconsciously looked at my grandfather.

The old man seemed to be getting older at this moment, but he rolled the one-dollar bill in his hand with a little embarrassment and closed his eyes.

"Six generations! six whole generations of fools in search of ethereal treasures!"

"Moffett, it's not about the money, we're never for the money!" the grandfather's deep voice sounded like a feeble argument in his father's booming voice.

"Alright, daughter, it's time to go, this is not the place you should be. You should ...... Farewell to him. ”

Although he could hear the sadness in his father's words, he still said so much.

Then, as if he couldn't stay any longer, my father turned around and walked away.

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My mind retracted from the ethereal memories, and at the age of eighteen, I realized that I was in a college class.

Campbell Private University has ushered in a new semester.

Summer afternoon classes may make students drowsy, but there is one classroom where the atmosphere is slightly different.

On the podium, the handsome blonde Dr. Reinhardt told the students about the introductory part of the course of national history with a smiling expression.

Unlike other boring courses, this course is the pride of all citizens.

To be honest, there are students who hate going to class and studying everywhere, but there are probably no people who really hate the subject.

What's more, the image of the handsome and handsome tutor and the reputation that has always been there have also added a bit of color to this course.

All the students listened attentively.

Except for me, who can already memorize the history of the country in the textbook.

I lay on the second-to-last row of the window table, my chin resting on my right arm, my eyes focused on a heavy book in my desk pocket.

My mind went back to the stormy night when I was fourteen years old.

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The father walked away without looking back.

The first time I saw my father arguing with my grandfather, I stood there in a panic, at a loss.

Grandfather shook his head with a wry smile.

"Go back......" he said.

I can clearly see in my grandfather's eyes full of regret and a trace of unwillingness.

"We ...... Is it a knight?"

I have forgotten what I felt at that time, and I remember asking this sentence at that time.

My grandfather, who was carrying me, seemed stunned, then laughed.

Then I saw my grandfather turn his head again, and there seemed to be a hint of hope in his eyes.

"You...... Want to be a knight?"

"Can a girl be a knight too?"

"Of course. ”

So, I nodded without hesitation.

To this day, I still remember the smile on my grandfather's wrinkled face.

"Oh...... That's right. Well, get on your knees. He said.

I learned the etiquette in the book and got down on one knee.

At this moment, it was difficult for me to calm down.

It's probably the most exciting moment I've had in a few years.

My grandfather took off his coat and put it over me.

"Jil Dejescher, do you swear that you are willing to take on the responsibilities of the Templars, the Freemasons, and the Dejeschers as Templars?"

"I swear. ”

So, my grandfather handed me the parchment.

When I got back on my feet, I felt something different about me.

It seems that the pain that has plagued me for many years has been alleviated a lot.

"Ji'er, although it's a little late to ask you now," my grandfather rubbed my head, "It's hard to live in a house alone all these years, right?"

I nodded subconsciously: "...... So lonely. ”

Grandfather laughed.

"Little girl, you don't deserve to say the word loneliness now. ”

I looked at my grandfather with an incomprehensible expression.

Grandfather just laughed and said to himself.

"You have all the good qualities of the Dejescher family, and I have no doubt that you can carry them forward. ”

"But, until then, you don't deserve to say the word loneliness. ”

"A mediocre soul has no connotation worthy of being understood, and therefore does not feel truly lonely. ”

"Now you are just a poor little girl, longing for family affection and friendship but can't get it, you only deserve the word loneliness. ”

"Loneliness is a good and understandable soul that seeks understanding but cannot get it...... I believe that if you do it seriously, you will do better than your grandfather. ”

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At that moment, I seemed to see in my grandfather's eyes a loneliness that was so thick that it was difficult to dissolve.

In the years since, my grandfather has never mentioned it to me again.

It seemed that with the change in mood, my body began to improve significantly, and eventually, I walked out of the house that had bound me for 14 years.

My father, who had also been ruined by the responsibilities of the Dejescher family, did not allow me to follow his old path.

Finally, at the age of eighteen, my father still did not approve of my application for the history department, but chose a medical university for me.

So I had to listen to history classes in this kind of elective course.

Although I know it's pointless.

I would even go so far as to say that my research attainment in this period of history is not necessarily inferior to that of any other history department.

This is the "force" that I, as a knight, use to protect my duties.

And now, I have long understood the criticism that the Dejescher family has been subjected to.

I understand the atmosphere of public opinion that my father and grandfather have been facing for many years.

In the world of historiography, literature, and even the aristocratic circles of the past, the Dejescher family is known for its absolute "special" treatment. This is not a privilege, but a ......

Treated as a "madman".

But it doesn't stop there. The Dejescher family believed that the treasures guarded by Freemasonry were reviled by the whole society because they were supposed to promote the conspiracy theories of the founding fathers.

However, the "treasure of Freemasonry" is not something that is not unknown, on the contrary, its legend circulates all over the world.

My family is just one of many treasure hunters.

It's just that because the people of the family are too persistent in the pursuit of wealth, they are ridiculed as extreme "fools".

I will never forget that deep voice of my grandfather that night.

"It's not about the money! we're never about the money!"

That's right, the Dejeschers aren't treasure hunters.

Rather, it is the "treasure keeper".

This will be the next thing I want to be to reveal the truth of this stupid society.

Leaving those who blame and laugh silent, and making my elderly grandfather puff out his chest, that's what I'm going to do next.

If I could clear the shame of pride and prejudice for generations of Dejescher's ancestors, perhaps I lived for it.

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"The Republic of Svetnes, as one of the most powerful countries on the European continent, does not have one. ”

The instructor came from the podium.

"There may still be a few small countries in this world that are still in backward imperial slavery, but this definitely does not include us. No matter where we go in the world, we can proudly puff out our chests and tell others that we are Sweetnes. ”

"The industrial technology system brought about by the steam engine led to the first industrial revolution, followed by the second industrial revolution ten years later, the birth of alternating current illuminated the whole country, we became the brightest beacon in the world, and all countries followed our example to improve their political and scientific systems. ”

"So, the little guy with his head down, tell me about the next situation. ”

As I was flipping through a book, I looked up and looked around...... Then raised an eyebrow.

Next came Bill Neumann, 60 years ago, who led the third technological revolution. ”

"Oh, yes, it looks like it's a preview. ”

The tutor's tone softened, and Ji'er breathed a sigh of relief.

"But who allowed you to sleep in my class?"

"Teacher, I'm not sleeping. I replied with a smile.

"And what are you doing with your head down?" the doctor stepped down from the podium.

"Didn't do anything. ”

"What the hell is it......" stepped forward, pulling the heavy book from his desk pocket, despite my desperate efforts, "Let's see what it is...... Oh oh, "Tea Tasting Record", and it's a handwritten version...... Not a simple little girl......"

Turning the pages of the book, there is no pity at all.

"Please give it back to me!" I still smiled.

"In our eyes, Mr. Mo Ming, the great world leader, is really just a mortal man with a sense of humor and a love of food. ”

Read aloud the first sentence of the title page of the book in a funny voice, and then the laughter of the whole class was heard.

It's stupid, I still have a bit of a good impression of this blonde Ph.D. in history.

"I think it's necessary for me to explain to you what kind of book it is," the doctor shook to the students around him, holding the book, "Tasting Tea, written in the seventies of the last century, by an old beggar who claimed to be a friend of President Mo Ming. ”

The laughter and cacophony were louder.

I sighed.

Because of the excessive deification of the first president, many historical facts related to him have been slowly tampered with intentionally or unintentionally. President Mo Ming was portrayed as a completely different person.

I can reclaim the truth through the dusty wild history, but they can't.

Pride and prejudice, mixed with self-paralysis and self-absorption of a sense of superiority, make them unable to see reality.

Or that they don't want to see reality.

Hawkers, haven't I seen many such people now, so why sigh in vain here.

Standing up, I smiled back at the doctor who threw me a sarcastic smile.

Sarcasm and ridicule, the people of the Dejescher family have long been accustomed to.

So, it's up to me, starting this time, to fight back.

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Hehe, borrow the setting of the national treasure to write the beginning, and the plot after that will of course be original.

It's said that it's an extra, but it's actually the established content of volume 5. In the fifth volume, Mo Ming and Reimu will go to this world for various reasons, and the story will continue to unfold.

I also have a detailed setting in this different world.,It's not a random setting for Mo Ming to pretend to be a b and throw it away.,But there will be a whole volume of plot in the future.。

Hawkers,The reason why I'm writing this paragraph now is also because I suddenly have the setting of this volume of the heroine Ji'er.,If you have it, you can write it down casually.,Change it casually.,No wonder.。

The plot outline for volumes 2 to 5 has already been available, so don't worry I'll scribble.

Routinely sell cute, kira~