"So, this is what the original Baron Lamb was like?"

In a lounge on the second floor of the Kragg Club, Crane sees a portrait of a middle-aged man in a mirror that Valilla has revealed, and asks suspiciously.

Because he is not at all like Mr. Azik.

"Of course."

Valilla withdrew the small and delicate mirror in her hand, nodded and said:

"This is what I learned from reading a lot of historical papers and aristocratic materials.

"I know that the portrait of the so-called baron you have seen in the small town of Lamb is almost identical to that of Mr. Azik...... But I thought about it, it might have been a self-portrait left in the secret room by Mr. Azik, who had regained his memory at the time, a real self-portrait.

"Otherwise, it would not have been possible for that painting to survive in an uninhabited castle for more than a thousand years."

Crane thought for a moment and agreed with Valeera's statement.

"In that case, Mr. Azik at that time should have had a magical item that could change his appearance."

That's right, it's a mask, and it's in my hand right now...... Valera smiled and nodded in agreement, not saying what was on her mind.

"So ......"

Crane briefly summarized Valeera's excerpt of notes with his own understanding, and said:

"At the end of the Quaternary Age, Mr. Azik obtained a knighthood by virtue of his military exploits, married and had children, established his own family, and finally enjoyed his old age in peace.

"And his son, a young man who aspired to become a knight on his own, moved out of the fiefdom with his wife after middle age, squandered his property, sold his land, and finally lost his title, completely ruining the family that his father had worked so hard to build?"

At the end, he couldn't help but frown.

Mr. Azik's son died unjustly in the basement of the castle, resentment for thousands of years, and finally the skull was stolen by the damned Ince Zangwill!

"Yes," Valeera nodded, "at least that's what the bits and pieces of records say,

"Most of that land was sold to Baron Huo Yin at the time."

Valeera's notes to Crane are not all excerpts from the literature, and some of the details are from Mr. Azik's later dictation in the original book.

Of course, this is not necessary and cannot be denied.

"Obviously, it wasn't Mr. Azik's son who sold the land later," Crane said with a little anger, "and he was killed in the basement of the castle, and he deliberately used ritual magic to prevent the corpse from mutating."

"Well, I know it all."

Valera nodded, relieved:

"It's been more than a thousand years, and we'll just tell Mr. Azik the whole thing.

"Moreover, judging from the current situation of the Huo Yin family, this matter may not be related to them."

"I know," Crane nodded, "and when the time is right, I'll pass it on to Mr. Azik, along with the portrait I just had."

As he spoke, he carefully folded the pages of notes in his hand and tucked them into the inside pocket of his jacket.

The room was quiet for a while—

After finishing the business agreed on yesterday, the two of them didn't know what to say for a while, and the atmosphere was slightly stiff.

"Ugh...... I'm going to practice my marksmanship at the underground range, do you want to go?" Crane couldn't sit still.

Valera didn't hold back either.

Although he was left in the room and had some ambiguity, it was also interesting to see him restless...... However, she is not the kind of witch who likes to play with others, and she doesn't want to and can't do such a bad thing.

She did get a little closer to Crane these days, but it was for another reason, it was necessary contact.

She's not going to do anything superfluous that would mislead Crane.

"You go, I'll go down later, maybe to play squash or just go home."

Crane smiled awkwardly at Valeera, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and got up from the only single couch in the room

When he got to the door, he took his top hat and walking stick, opened the door and walked out.

Call.

Outside the door, Crane breathed a sigh of relief, patted his cheek lightly, and strode away.

……

Not long after Crane left, Valilla left the club without saying goodbye to Crane.

It wasn't until the moment she walked out of the club that she felt like she had paid off her debts and was at ease...... Next, she has to focus more on seeking promotion.

Although she was not able to fully digest the potion, after a brief test, Valera decided that her mental state had met the promotion requirements of the general assessment-

In a normal state, there is no mania, auditory hallucinations, visual hallucinations and other conditions at all; In a state of spiritual exhaustion, you will not hear crazy whispers, nor will you see strange things.

For extraordinary people who do not have a "cosplay method", it generally takes more than three years to achieve this state.

With a clear and clear understanding of the "acting", Valilla spent nearly five months through incomplete playing, and basically reached the same level.

This is the solid foundation on which she intends to forcibly promote.

Coupled with the amount of luck that the "winner" pendant can provide temporarily, Valera feels that her certainty of success in the promotion is actually not small, and even ...... It may be more certain than she will be promoted after she is fully acting and digesting!

Valilla couldn't imagine how her mental state would change if she was really fully played.

Of course, if she wants to be promoted, her conditions are not yet complete-

The potion material is still two less common auxiliary materials, and the replacement promotion ceremony still needs some preparation.

Materials...... Valeera's main hope is on the "Pirate Convention" that Alger the Hanged Man will participate in, although they are of a higher level, they are still spiritual materials in the end, and they should not be able to meet such an extraordinary gathering of grand level.

As for the ritual...... Valera considered four or five theoretically feasible alternatives, the simplest of which was the "Angel's Embrace" of the "Fool", but whether it could really be used as a ritual substitute depended on the results of Crane's divination at that time, and Valera could only keep looking forward to it.

……

Valeera's goodbye to Crane was in the afternoon of the next day, at the "Tarot Meeting".

There are still a few goals she needs to complete, but there is no room for operation at the moment, and what she needs more is patience, so she can only patiently maintain the life of an ordinary noble lady.

Monday afternoon, close to three o'clock.

Valilla had found a reason in advance, and stayed alone in the bedroom, leaning back in a fluffy velvet futon, waiting for the call of the "fool".

It didn't take long for a crimson tide to emerge out of thin air, completely drowning her vision.

When she opened her eyes again, she was already above the gray mist, sitting on the second high-backed chair to the left of the Fool's head.

She looked at the "Fool" first, then turned her head to look at the very end of the bronze table, where she saw the hooded black robes of the "world" dummy.