Limaud wandered back and forth in the lobby of the Grand Bretagne, his expression a little anxious, and he looked up from time to time at the electronic clock hanging from the wall. The local time shows that it is half past seven in the evening.

Carreta finally returned as scheduled. When she walked into the hotel from the side of the revolving door, she immediately saw him.

"Brother, what are you doing here?"

"You said you would come back in the afternoon but you haven't been back, I don't worry, so I'm here to greet you... Who is this?"

He was surprised to find that she was accompanied by a young man with a sketchpad on his back.

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce..."

Under Carette's mutual introduction, the two men knew each other. Before saying goodbye, Carette thanked José:

"Thank you for your hospitality at lunch and for sending me back. ”

"You're welcome, just call me by my name, we've become friends, don't be too angry. ”

Jose asked her tentatively:

"Do you have time tomorrow? Let's go visit the National Museum of Antiquities, where a solo exhibition is being held, and I happen to have an invitation from a friend. ”

"Tomorrow?... Good. She was pleasantly surprised.

"Then I'll pick you up tomorrow morning at nine o'clock. ”

"No, let's meet at the door of the Antiquities Hall, I know there. ”

Carette declined him, for she had caught a glimpse of the displeasure on the face of the sparsely sparse Carmod.

"Karet, it's getting late. ”

He urged, then nodded at Jose with undisguised coldness and disgust.

"Sorry, we're going to go first. ”

Walking into the elevator car, Thermod pressed the button marked 6 on the inner wall, and after the metal door closed, the elevator began to rise.

"Did you gain anything from visiting the Acropolis today?"

It was just him and Kareta when he asked.

"Nothing special. How's that side of Bai Xiu?"

"The guy has returned, and it's in a similar situation, and he hasn't been able to find the whereabouts of the gem. ”

Carette knew to herself that she hadn't done a thorough survey of the Acropolis, and was ashamed to spend most of her time with Jose.

When the elevator door opened again, the two siblings came to the door of room 601. Kareta pulls out her keycard and taps it into the electronic key groove to open the door to her room. Kamod went in with him.

"Is the Chinese who sent you back just now a new friend?"

"Mr. José had come to Greece from France to study, and I was able to help him with ancient art. ”

Carmod didn't want to believe her understatement. He knew his sister well, and although she was a warm-hearted person, she would never fight with unrelated humans while carrying out her mission.

"Don't go on tomorrow's date, okay?"

The tone is not too blunt.

"Mr. Jose is not a bad guy..."

"But you should know the significance of our coming, don't you?

“... Brother, don't be cranky, there's nothing wrong. Besides, a big mouth like me, even if something happens, will be the first to tell my most trusted brother. ”

She put on a smile.

Carmod knew in his heart that the question had been right for Carret, for he happened to catch a flash of panic in her eyes, a subtle change in expression that betrayed her pretense of composure.

"Well, then, I'd like to talk about the two of us now. You know what I'm referring to, right?" he abruptly changed the subject.

"Today... Why do you have to say this?"

He smiled wryly.

"You're the same again, and remember fidgeting every time I talked about our marriage. Don't you have any faith in the future of the two of us?"

“...”

She didn't know what to say.

"I don't want to wait any longer. You know my heart and know that I am good to you, but when I chase after you, you always run away and never give me an answer. Tell me, Carette, have you forgotten the innocent dreams of your childhood, and what is that wall between us?"

Kamod's expression was extremely serious, and his eyes were helplessly apprehensive, locking Karete's flickering gaze so that it could no longer be avoided. After a tormented struggle of thoughts, Carette finally spoke slowly and painfully:

"Brother,... What if, what if... One day, I..."

"That's it!"

Carmod interrupted her suddenly:

"That's it. I'm going too far, saying things that worry you. Today, everyone has been running around for work all day, so let's rest early. ”

"Good night. ”

He fled from her room.

Tears rolled down Carret's cheeks and fell onto the dark red carpet, leaving two sauce-colored marks in an instant.

Whispered in the direction of Kamod's departure, "Brother,... If one day, I shattered our childhood dreams of beauty, would you forgive me?"

Carette arrives at the date early. She had always disliked being late, and the unpleasantness of the previous night with her brother had kept her from getting a good night's sleep.

While waiting, I thought of Kamod again, and thought of his eyes, and a flicker of helpless resentment left a deep reproach on Karete's conscience.

Karette, have you forgotten your childhood dreams of innocence? What is that wall between us?

His question echoed in his ears again.

"How can I forget, I don't dare to forget a little bit..."

Carreta let out a long breath, and as she fell into the memories of her childhood, she chewed on the hardships and bitterness of growing up again.

Like a sharp sword splitting through a long string, Karete's thoughts were suddenly interrupted.

She distinctly felt the aura of the Titans spreading from the Antiquities Hall.

Ignoring José, Carette bought an admission ticket to enter the antiquities hall first.

In the exhibition hall, the freshly painted walls are hung in an orderly manner, and many people gather in the wide corridor, they stand in groups of three or five, admiring and evaluating their favorite oil paintings.

Kareta had no intention of attaching herself to these things, just following the breath. She could tell that the aura belonged to neither Athena nor the gods she knew well, but it was certainly of the same kind. Therefore, she decided to find its source, which may be an important clue to the Athena gemstone.

Along the way, the breath was always short, sometimes intense, sometimes faint, until it disappeared completely.

Carreta found herself at the end of the exhibition. It's a deserted place, with only a handful of people passing by.

Disappointed, she had no choice but to return the way she came, believing that Jose should have arrived at this time.

Strange, is there something wrong with my senses? The breath is supposed to be there...

She was full of suspicion when a man approached her and blocked her way.

"I'm sorry Miss, do you need help?"

Carreta paused, consciously looking at the strange man in front of her.

Tall, thin and well-proportioned, with long black hair flowing back, matched by a black casual suit, trousers, and leather shoes. Because the other party was wearing sunglasses, Carette could only see his chiseled face and bronzed complexion, as well as the thin lips with a slight maniacian smile under the high bridge of his nose.

"No, thank you. Kareta smiled gratefully.

The other party didn't mean to walk away immediately.

"With all due respect, I've been paying attention to you, Miss, just now. You don't feel like you're here to see an art exhibition, it's like you're looking for something. ”

He was right, Careste thought, but she couldn't have told him the truth.

She replied with a smile:

"Then you're really wrong. I'm actually very interested in the artist's approach to painting with the theme of 'black, white, and gray', but I'm not an expert in oil painting, so I can't see anything about it. ”

"Really...?"

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he threw a meaningful smile at her.

"I can't imagine that the works that I have always thought to be classics have not attracted such beautiful women as you in the end, and I am really ashamed that as a painter. ”

Then, he took off his sunglasses and stared at her intently.

A pair of beautiful eyes are two black eyes as pure as the dark night, shining with a jewel-like look, full of seductive huo revealing a trembling deterrent. It can be said that this man's beautiful appearance and mysterious temperament exude around him are irresistible to any woman.

"Original,... You are Mr. Sevier Black..."

Kareta stared in surprise at the young and handsome facial features in front of her, which were indeed exactly the same as those on the promotional poster in front of the entrance of the Antiquities Museum, and she couldn't help but feel embarrassed by the lack of seriousness in her answer.

"It's... I'm sorry..."

"Don't mind, but I should thank Miss. It seems that I still need to work hard to win your approval. ”

"You're such a humorous person. ”