Chapter 126: Back to Tingen

Putting the redeemed winnings in his handbag with him, Lewis headed to the station.

Long before he decided to leave Beckland, he had left a letter in the newspaper box, and the landlord, Mrs. Gahra, would have seen the letter and would have understood that he had left, and might sublet the house.

As for Isenger. Stanton's upcoming £1,000 bounty is coming this Saturday.

There were still a few days to go, and he didn't dare to wait any longer.

Although the layout of Seal 0-08 takes time, Lewis did not dare to stay in Beckland for too long, and now he may have become the main character in the script of Seal 0-08, and may be involved in some events and die at any time.

"Bang dang

Bang dang ......"

The pitch-black train came from a distance, the cylindrical nose was full of powerful beauty, and the black smoke evaporated from the exhaust port.

Lewis got on the train again with his suitcase, tightened his clothes, and sat down by the window.

After a while, a player with a violin stood in the center of the carriage, bowed respectfully to all parts of the carriage, and sang a poem as he played the violin:

"The night is coming to an end, and the day is about to fall.

I heard the night watchman shouting 'Leave',

After dawn, daylight followed.

O dear ones, if the day is and the dawn breaks

No longer forcing couples to part ways,

Then the best wishes are sincere

Lying in the arms of the woman he was most tempted to.

……”

Lewis looked curiously at the gentleman in the middle of the carriage who was performing poetry, a form of performance that was more popular in Intis but not popular in Rune, so that he had seen a real bard for the first time.

"The night is coming to an end, and the dawn is coming?" Lewis smiled indifferently, he believed in the goddess of the night.

When the chant was over, the gentleman took off his half-height silk top hat, walked to his seat in turn, and stretched it out to the gentlemen and young ladies.

Lewis threw in a note of 1 sole, and the gentleman looked up in surprise, smiled indifferently at Lewis, and said:

"Sir, we have met in Tingen, are we still alone?

Perhaps, you should find a beautiful young lady to start a family, and it is not always a good thing to indulge in the past. ”

Lewis frowned, his inspiration gave him a hint that "this is an acquaintance", but he did not remember the gentleman.

"Thanks for the reminder, I'll think about it." Lewis said a perfunctory sentence, leaning against the window, silently reciting the divination phrase in his mouth.

"The source of familiarity......

After seven times, he closed his eyes, walked through the pure white in front of him, and saw a square.

The white dove flew over the square, an old and weak woman was feeding the white dove black bread, and not far from the square was the church of St. Selena, and only the top of the church and the badge symbolizing the night could be faintly seen.

Next to him was his sister Mandy, and the two of them squeezed through the crowd to see the bard singing "The Song of Roland" and pick up his hat to receive a reward.

Lewis saw Mandy hand him a copper penny, and accompanied him to throw it into the gentleman's top hat.

"It turns out that he used to go to Tingen." Lewis rubbed the corners of his eyes, he was clearly with Mandy at that time, but in the minstrel memory, Mandy was no longer a person who did not exist in this world.

A person who has lost his destiny may not be as good as a tombstone in a cemetery, where at least someone will be concerned.

Perhaps, a former companion will walk up to the tombstone and offer a bouquet of white daffodils.

Suddenly, Lewis wondered why only he remembered if everyone who had known Mandy had forgotten the girl.

"Is it because Amunyi preserves my memories, or is it because I'm special enough that I can still remember a person even if she loses her fate?"

Lewis's heart shuddered, he probably understood Amon's purpose.

It's not just a simple fraud, maybe his fate is what Amon needs, and his fate, like Crane, is burdened with too much.

This involves a high level of transcendent power, even the Lord of Mysteries and the existence of some suspected true gods.

If Amon was simply stealing fate, then he would have borne the price of those fates that were not even affordable to a king of angels.

Therefore, Amun wants to deceive and create loopholes.

……

When the sun in the carriage began to turn yellow and the train stopped in Tingen, Lewis strode out of the station and rode in the railroad towards the night vanilla district.

Suddenly, he turned his gaze to the back row, where a man and a woman sat in the back.

The man's face is old-looking, with black hair and brown eyes, and a receding hairline; The woman is delicate-looking, wears a dress, and her eyes are very similar to Klein's.

"Sir, is there anything on my face?" Melissa looked at Lewis and asked quite seriously.

"No, just seeing you reminds me of an acquaintance, his name is Klein, and I used to see him when I was at Hoy University." Lewis curled the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly.

The sparkle in Melissa's eyes flickered, as if liquid filled her eyes, and she said with a trembling voice: "Klein is dead, he saved Tingen, he is the hero of Tingen, we are proud of him." ”

Benson stared at Lewis as he briefly lost his mind.

"That's a shame, but he'll definitely live well in the goddess's excess, and he'll be a happy 'clown.'" Lewis turned his head and didn't say much.

The moment he crawled out of the cemetery, Crane was destined to live his life as an ordinary person, he was involved in the resurrection of the Lord of Mysteries, the plan of the Goddess of the Night and Adam, and was destined to drift away from ordinary people.

Melissa opened her mouth, she couldn't understand why Lewis would say that Klein was a "clown", how could a hero who saved Tingen from a terrorist attack be a clown?

But she didn't get angry with Lewis either, because Lewis was Klein's former classmate after all, and I believe that Klein didn't want her to argue with each other over a trivial matter.

Benson, on the other hand, abruptly remembered that he had gone to the circus with Melissa, just days after Klein had died, and a funny clown had made them forget their pain for a short time through his performance.

"I've arrived."

The carriage stopped, Lewis said hello, he grabbed his handbag, and got off the bus in the Nightvanilla neighborhood.

Passing through several alleyways, Lewis used the key in his hand to open a dusty lock, and when he pushed the door open, the room was still the same, but covered with a layer of dust.

Lewis navigated to Mandy's bedroom, where women's clothes and hats were still on a coat rack and unused skincare and makeup in front of the window.

Among them, a box with the face of Russell the Great is still open, as if it had been inhabited a few days ago.

(End of chapter)