The wooden bucket was filled with a thick, dark blue liquid, and a wool brush poked into it, and then raised his hand to draw on the wall, outlining one special pattern after another.

Some of these patterns resemble eyes, horizontal, vertical, regular, and distorted......

Dense blue "eyes" grew from nothing, from less to more, and gradually filled the rock walls of the entire chamber.

It was a vacant room somewhere in the King's Tower, and when they heard that he needed it, the black-clad brothers swept it out.

It also gave the charr a more private test site.

Yes, experimental.

At this time, he was ready to experiment with some knowledge he had received from the immortals, the Eye of Destiny, or the illusion of creation.

The so-called thread of fate is confusing, and the Phantom Turtle and the like require a lot of cumbersome materials and long preparations, and the only useful thing at the moment is this ancient magic array called the Eye of Destiny.

Taking advantage of his influence in the north at this time, under the command of that Lannister dwarf, the materials for concocting this magic array have been unconsciously collected neatly, and now they have all turned into dark blue liquid in the barrel.

What needs to be done now is to transform this special dye into a real magic circle.

Because it was obtained through "fighting monsters and upgrading", he could use the knowledge about the magic array at any time without having problems with his hands, but he didn't want to teach it to others in a short period of time.

So at this time there is no one to help, only he himself "paints the wall". So much so that the speed is a little slow.

By the time the walls of the chamber had been painted, it seemed like a whole day had passed.

……

With one last stroke, he tossed the wool brush into the bucket and gazed at the graffiti on the wall, Charles breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked to the center of the chamber, where he sat down in the middle of an eye pattern painted on the floor, and began to utter awkward and strange spells.

The incantations were completely different from his spiritual words, muttering, sometimes high-pitched and sometimes low, while his throat began to grow dry, as if he was uncomfortable with it—a spell that seemed to be something that could not be read smoothly by the mouth at all.

It was hard to read, but the knowledge rooted in the depths of his memory still allowed him to finish the chant unhurriedly, and yet—

[You tried to activate the Eye of Destiny, the activation failed, and your spell syllable was wrong]

……

A hint from the True Eye floated in front of him, silently showing what had happened to Charles at the moment.

He was not surprised by this, even a veteran wizard could fail such a mouthful spell, or don't think about it once - unless the other person has a special voice.

With a dry cough, he adjusted his throat, and he began to repeat the muttering again.

Once, twice.

It was quite smooth, and after the third time, all the dark blue eye graffiti on the walls of the secret room suddenly emitted bursts of blue light, and mist of the same color spilled out of it.

At first, the fog was as sparse and sparse as the cold air in an ice room, floating and swirling in the air.

As time passed, the fog slowly became more and more thick, and the graffiti flowed out faster and faster, and eventually, like the factory drain, the "sewage" flowed out of it.

The dimly lit chamber was soon shrouded in blue mist.

The fog was in my nose, everything in front of me was covered in dark blue, and the picture of the Dao Dao flickered like a shadow, and my brain gradually became a little dizzy.

This seemed to be a precursor to hallucinations, but after half a while, Charles still hadn't entered the environment that Daenerys had called it, as if it were the real world.

It's just that compared to last time, he may be more immersed this time because of his body.

Charles was prepared for this, so seeing that he was still immune to the Eye of Fate, he immediately picked up a glass of blue liquid that he had in his hand, raised his head and drank it down.

The smell of a rotting corpse immediately filled his entire mouth and nose, and the cold liquid slid through his esophagus, the cold and fishy smell that made Charles want to vomit, and his whole face seemed to be wrinkled together.

This thing is called the Water of Night Shadow, and this is what Daenerys drank at the beginning, and its effect is to better cooperate with the hallucination of the magic array.

After swallowing it, the stench slowed down, and eventually, it turned into a sweet and sour taste, constantly changing in the mouth, sweet and sour, and a long aftertaste.

"Pretty good drink?"

The thought flashed through my mind, and a clear stream spread through my stomach, and some of my eyes changed in an instant.

……

Bright light filled the surroundings, and when he looked up, Charles found himself sitting in a meadow instead of his original secret room.

The grassland looks green and grass under the sunshine, as far as the eye can see, and there is a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

However, whether it is the hard grass beneath the body and the soft touch below, or the tactile feeling without the slightest heat when the sun shines on the body, there is no sound telling the falsehood of this place.

Scanning the surroundings, Charles realized that he wasn't alone.

A group of people walked in groups of three and two in this meadow, some near and some far, the near looks and clothes were clearly visible, and the distant ones were different in size, small as black spots, as large as black shadows.

Charles was not surprised by this grassland, or this flat and unproblematic scene, because he had arranged the magic array himself, so he could actually control the difficulty of the scene that needed to be presented. Naturally, there are not so many curves and pretending to be ghosts.

But he didn't know much about how the memories drawn by the hallucinations surfaced, and at this time, he couldn't help but be in a trance.

"It's so easy to come out?"

He thought that he would come to "pass five levels and kill six generals", and finally find the knowledge he needed in the heavy memory, or simply not be able to be hooked by the memory.

Or maybe his own memories could be hooked, but the bandage man and his aunt's couldn't.

However, at the moment, isn't it the group of people around them who are quietly "screening" a group of memories? Among them, there are strange and familiar, and there must be more than his own!

A few steps away, two young men in black and white overalls were talking in a whisper, and as they got closer, they could hear their conversation.

"I don't think we need to listen to Mr. Ian's general history class, he is completely reading according to the textbook, and it is better to listen to him than to read the book by himself."

"But my mother told us to listen to the class......"

"Then your brother won't allow you to listen now."

……

A teenager with black hair and black eyes, and a teenager with brown hair and blue eyes. They talked to themselves, not in the slightest reaction to Charles's arrival, as if they couldn't see him at all, when in fact, they did, because the two were just a "group" of memories.

A mass of memories of the original owner.

[Afternoon of September 7, 1832, Royal Academy of Turin]

……

The True Eye can even be informatized with this, and it doesn't take Charles to bother to remember anything.

So he just had to watch quietly.

When the memory "plays" to a certain extent, the scene in front of me begins to play back.

"I think Mr. Ian's general history class is ......"

The conversation between a rebellious teenager and a timid younger brother makes up the whole scene.

After looking closely, Charles found that this cheap brother he had never seen before did not look like the original body at all, with brown hair and blue eyes, and a small face.

"Not biological?"

Secretly having some malicious thoughts about his "unmasked" father, Charles ignored the place and walked towards another scene not far away.

This scene is a dance party, and the original body and a Du Lin gentleman are jealous, scuffling together, and their heads are bleeding......

Nothing to look at.

After a glance, he turned and left.

Then he looked at them in turn.

The grasslands under the sun are full of all kinds of scenes. There are conversations, reading, dining, and even scolding.

Not only did they have memories of the original, but they also had Aunt Charles's and the bandage man. Charles sighed - that was his purpose.

Just kept glancing, for some reason, he didn't even find the memory of his previous life, not at all.

"Can't find the spell? Or ......"

In the midst of secret suspicion, he kept walking in front of one picture after another, looking at familiar and unfamiliar faces, and listening to them talk about all kinds of information and knowledge that were known and unknown, which he was quite curious about.

But in fact, because there are so many of these images, I haven't found anything useful for half a day.

Finally, after some time, he paused for a long time in front of three men in black cloaks.

The three men gathered around a round table, and their conversations were low, as if they were in a public place.

A black cloak sat on a wooden chair with his hands crossed on the pine table, and whispered, "The time to explore the tomb is almost up, and we should begin to prepare the living sacrifices required for the ceremony." ”

"I've been ready for a long time." The other black cloak replied casually, and then said with great interest, "What's in the tomb?" Maybe there will be a key in it to open the gap? ”

"Open the gap? One-eyed? You are crazy? ”

"Crazy what? I'm not willing to hide in the sewers forever, so what's the difference between that and a mouse? ”

"......"

The last black cloak interrupted them: "What is the noise, it is not certain whether there is that thing in the tomb or not." The main thing we need to do is to find the bones, which are for sure. ”

……

The footage stops abruptly and then begins to repeat.

The second black cloak should be the bandage man, and the other two don't know who it is, but of course it doesn't matter.

Watching the secret scene repeat itself several times, Charles memorized the message it contained.

This seems to be the reason why the bandage man was hunted down, although the details are not clear, but there must be a lot of secrets in it.

"There will be a lot of danger and benefit."

muttered, and everything in front of him suddenly became a little hazy. Looking around, the grassland, which was originally quite clear, seemed to be covered with a veil!

"The power of the magic array is about to run out?"

He secretly understood, so he kept the matter in his heart for the time being, and hurriedly ran around this vast place, hoping to discover something new at this opportunity.

One, two, three.

Eventually, he saw a familiar figure.

That's my aunt.

He had only seen it in oil paintings, his aunt who was no longer young and already full of old faces.

The other man, dressed in a gray cardigan, sat in a rocking chair on the balcony, his legs covered with blankets, and was slowly stroking a notebook in his hand.

A familiar note from Charles.

And the place where the hand covers is the blank and hidden last page.

"Will she say how to unblock?" Under Charles' slightly apprehensive gaze, the aunt on the balcony caressed for a long time with a complicated expression, and finally muttered in a low voice: "Fick will always love the Rhine." ”

The voice fell, and the originally blank space on the note gradually emerged with small characters.

The picture shattered.