Chapter 163: Searching for Old History
Banabe is not a good person to get along with, which is reflected in many ways, including his broken mouth and narcissism, as well as his contempt for others.
But when it comes to closing deals, he's definitely a man who can walk the talk, not to mention that this matter has to do with Banabe's promotion, and he's already reaped the most benefits. Banabe hated the feeling of owing favors to others, and he didn't have much time left, so he did his best in this matter.
On the Whalebone's return voyage to the waters of the Rorsted Islands, Barney almost locked herself in a "little black room".
She had enough pen and paper, and used all the time to write down any impressions and required information in her mind, and she didn't even have time to take a breath, if it weren't for her body enough to survive and the Facelings to control her appearance, Barnie's dark circles would have popped out long ago.
This posture of desperately squeezing himself made Esther seem to see some struggling warriors who stepped on the death line, and if it was written, he must have the courage to change 30,000 a day.
Every day at lunch and dinner times, Barney would show up at the restaurant on time, and after she had finished her meal, she would tell Esther that the part she had just written was already in Esther's door.
Barney would then go back to the house and continue writing the next part of the paper.
Aside from the scribbling and occasional messy ink, Barney's information to Esther is far greater than Esther could have imagined, at least in quantity.
So before Esther began to read, she gave Matteo to Ksenia's care, and asked her to help explain some knowledge of navigation to the young man in preparation for Matteo's future path.
As a result, Ksenia's ship was filled with a coolie who was responsible for running errands, and Matteo understood Esther's intentions, and he followed the ordinary sailors on duty, patrolling, and scrubbing the deck, trying to mingle with the others, and was very attentive to everything.
Esther saw it in her eyes with an inexplicable relief. Then, like Barney, Esther spends a lot of time in her room, reading hastily written materials.
At the beginning of the Dark Age, many legends of "ancient gods" ruling the world sounded more like stories of scaring children to sleep obediently.
In the latter part of the Dark Age, humanity began to emerge from the situation at the bottom of the chain of existence, which was the era of the origin of the ancient Hermetic language, and the extraordinary stepped onto the stage of the great world.
Darzyborg. Esther silently read the name without leaving any notes or notes on the materials, and after thinking about it, she decided to pass on the broad part to Klein, which could be regarded as sharing information.
I don't know if Klein already knows these things......
Esther's finger was pointed at the "Creator of the Third Age", and even though Banabe did not write down a detailed introduction to the King of the Eight Angels, Esther remembered the name that suddenly came to mind at the Tarot meeting.
Looking back now, maybe it was Zoya who gave the hint at that time?
Then came the fall of the gods, from which many beings benefited, most of them the best of the extraordinary.
Banabe's handwriting was even more confusing when he wrote this paragraph, and he even deliberately stated that it contained "the ancestors of many great families of the Quaternary" as "our enemies."
The term "enemy" is subtle.
Barnabe's account of this history is so formulaic that Esther can read his disgust with his own identity, which leads her to guess that there were also founders and antagonists of the Esoteric Order, who witnessed the War of God.
There are quite a lot of people. Esther's gaze fell on the next piece of paper, she didn't pay much attention to the history of the "Quaternary" at first, but Banabe left a special article "The Rise and Chaos of the Age of the Gods", which made Esther pause for a moment.
Is Medici, the "Red Angel", still under that mausoleum?
Esther's gaze swept over the "alliance between the 'Black Emperor' of the Solomon Empire and the True Creator", and glanced at the content behind:
"The Zoroasster family was protected by the Black Emperor", "The Black Emperor fell under the conspiracy of the six gods", "The United Empire collapsed, and the Blood Emperor and the Night Emperor established their own empires", "The Amun family, the Abrahamic family, and the Antigonus family became supporters of the Blood Emperor, and the Jacob family also pledged allegiance to the Blood Emperor".
Esther digested the news of the families behind the Blood Emperor, and she remembered the notes of the "House of Antigonus", which at that time in Tingen attracted the people of the Esoteric Order.
And the person who once called herself "Mr. Door", Esther had some contact with the eyes of the illusory cascading door, and at this time she also had a clear object of suspicion - "The ancestor of the Abrahamic family, Bethel Abraham".
After that, the situation became more and more chaotic.
"The Black Emperor has returned from resurrection......" Esther's fingers clutching the paper squeezed slightly, causing the shadow of the folds to appear on the line.
Her hunch touched her, but Esther couldn't tell where the tension was coming from, so she looked back.
It's good, at least she now knows what the "Hermit of Destiny" is like.
Esther examined the relevant information that Banabet had written for her, focusing on the origins of the organization, which was founded by the descendants of the Jacob family and the Zoroasrid family, including the other extraordinary people of the "thief" pathway.
Its main function is to fight against the "Amun family", or Amun himself......
"It's a street rat, no one can beat it." Esther remembered some bad memories and turned the page with a twisted expression.
She always flipped through the pages a lot faster than Banabe, and when she put down a few densely packed handwritten words in her hand, Esther closed her eyes.
Her "spiritual intuition" remained silent.
It would be a few days before the Whalebone returned to Olavi, and early Sunday morning Esther heard a faint humming sound ringing from the depths of her head.
She rolled over and almost fell straight from the hammock to the ground, but after Esther easily adjusted her balance, she steadied herself and carefully read the call in her mind.
One of the two fates that remained in her perception trembled slightly, and after Esther touched it with her consciousness, she quickly heard Vika's faint prayer, babbling about the "monster" potion he was going to take today.
Esther smiled, hoping that Vika would not regret such a choice after discovering the "specialness" of this path.
However, Vika will definitely be able to receive enough complete guidance by the members of the School of Life, and there is nothing Esther to worry about.
"If I need to establish a relationship with the other person, I need to capture the fate of the other person before I can receive the message of the other person by reciting the honorable name......
To Esther's delight, Vika hadn't forgotten about herself, and if she could receive Vika's prayer at this time next week, it would be a viable idea.
However, the mysterious Speaker of the Council said that this is both beneficial and harmful to me, and it seems that the plan to promote the "God of Luck" and recruit believers on a large scale is not feasible.
Esther got up from the hammock and walked to the window.
Outside the closed windows were the never-ending blue waves, which rolled and smashed against the hull of the ship in the dazzling morning sun.
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At three o'clock in the afternoon the next day, a new tarot meeting.
The light faded, and Esther saw the familiar long bronze table, and several blurred figures sitting at the table.
This time, only the "hermit" handed over a page of the diary, and then asked the "fool" a question:
"Who else is the protagonist of this diary besides Russell the Great?"
The "Fool" leaning back in his chair was no different from his usual casual attitude, but when he said the word, Esther suddenly felt a chill in her back, even though the temperature on the gray mist should not have an effect on the spirits at all-
The voice of the "fool" was fluttering: "Mr. Gate." ”
Esther's fingers trembled slightly, she had just gotten a history about the Quaternary and now happened to run into something related to one of the main characters?
Abraham's Family......
While the other members looked at each other quizzically, trying to see who could come out and answer the question, Esther stared straight at the "magician".
The "lover's" straightforward and unusual gaze quickly attracted the attention of "Justice", "The Hanged Man" and "The Hermit", and it didn't take long for everyone to stare at the "magician".
The "magician" turned his head blankly, only to find that everyone was staring at him.
Why is everyone looking at me? Instead, she became the most confused person present.
The "Fool" bowed his head slightly, and there was a smile in his voice, but his words were to the initiator of the "Attention Ceremony": "Lovers? You can speak. ”
The panic of being suddenly named by the "fool" made Esther stunned for a moment, and subconsciously adjusted to a more regular sitting position: "Yes!" I'm also just exposed — I mean, learned about some of the rumors. 'Mr. Door' seems to be the ancestor of Abraham's family, Bethel Abraham. ”
The "Magician" suddenly trembled slightly, and her strange appearance attracted the attention of the others, after all, the "Magician" lady had been in contact with the Abraham family, and everyone subconsciously paid some attention to her.
Of course, Esther also looked over: "Miss 'Magician'? You okay? ”
"I'm fine, I just remember something, the full moon whispers......" The "magician" voice was a little slurred, as if it was a rather bad memory for her.
Esther's body leaned forward subconsciously: "Have you also heard the 'full moon whisper'?" ”
This time, the "magician" was stunned for a moment: "Yes, you just said 'also'?" ”
Esther just nodded, but didn't explain much, thinking that it was not yet time to communicate freely, so she subconsciously looked up at the "fool" at the other end of the long table.
The "fool" saw every move below, immediately looked around, and stretched out his hands to everyone: "You guys start." ”