Chapter Eighty-Six: Sculptor Lars Graham

Avalon, White Queen.

It was a fairly modest building from the outside, more like a warehouse than a house.

In fact, it was Lars Graham's sculpture studio.

With his back bent and holding a bone-white cane, he stood intently in front of a two-meter-and-a-half-tall stone sculpture with its upper body close to form, looking up at it with difficulty.

White translucent chisels and hammers continue to emerge in the air, making a crisp striking sound. The dense percussion sound is reminiscent of the sound of a rainstorm. Without any movement from the old man, the sculpture was carved out at a rapid speed, as if the video had been fast-forwarded.

– Lars Graham is 74 years old.

The old man's eye sockets were deeply sunken, his eyelids were purple and shriveled, and his dark face was full of wrinkles. His thin, dull white curls were barely a few strands, only a thin loop remained. Perhaps because of the light, the shadows in his cloudy brown pupils were yellow. For Master Graham, just raising his head, or even just opening his eyes, was exhausting.

Today, the masters of yesteryear are old and emaciated to the point of being a thin shadow.

It's like if you just fall asleep, you may not wake up again at any time.

The silk robe he wore was so intricate that it looked like it was wrapped in a Persian carpetβ€”it was a tricolor of dark yellow, black and red, with a large number of intricate and delicate patterns that would make people feel dazzling at first glance. Very few people can handle this style of clothing, and it is so gorgeous that no matter how beautiful and handsome the owner is, it is sure to dominate the crowd.

But it was just right for Lars Graham.

His whole body was like a withered flower, and his whole body was constantly collapsing inward. He hunched his back, tucked his shoulders, bowed his head and bent his legs...... And his legs were even thinner than a girl's arms. It was as if the flesh was not a real body, but an empty shell wrapped in a soul.

That gesture is reminiscent of a dead leaf butterfly trembling its wings in a rainstorm.

Suddenly, the sound of carving suddenly stopped.

The sound of the chisel striking the stone statue still lingered in my ears like a hallucination.

The old man didn't look back or turn around, but in a low voice and hissed slowly, "What are you doing here...... Chloe. ”

As his voice fell, a girl with a gorgeous face and a literary temperament suddenly appeared in the shadows behind him.

Chloe was covered in scars and dust. The whole body is almost blurred with flesh, and the surface of some of the flesh is even somewhat charred and black.

But in fact, these injuries are terrible to look at, only the appearance is so terrible that it looks like rolling on an iron plate a few times. In fact, the part of it has almost half improved, or at least stopped deteriorating. Together with her right arm, which had been almost severed before, it had been taken back and almost healed.

"Dean Graham, I'll come to you to get some herbs."

Chloe's voice was dry and hoarse: "It would be better if there was still something to drink...... Outside was close to martial law in the city, and I didn't dare to go to their herb shop to buy herbs. But there is still some way to go. ”

She called him Dean because Graham was the current associate dean of the School of Arts at the University of the CitΓ©. Although he was invited to Avalon to carve an icon for the Queen, he was not removed from the position of dean.

"The herbs are in the cabinet on your left."

The old man sighed, and turned around with great difficulty, crutches, step by step.

A cold, ruthless third eye appeared on his forehead, and the jasper-made pupil glanced at Chloe indifferently.

"It's not too bad, Miss Caramel."

The old man laughed, unable to tell whether it was yin and yang weirdness or schadenfreude: "Compared to the trouble you caused, the injuries on your body are too light." ”

"That's because I've used up all the life-saving items!"

She gritted her teeth and said resentfully, "I still don't understand...... How the hell did Moriarty guess I was there? ”

Chloe said as she searched the herb cabinet taller than herself, pulling out some of the herb drawers and pouring all the herbs on the table.

It is by no means a "one dose" amount, but a huge amount that is absolutely harmful to normal people and can be drunk for at least ten days. Even if it is made into a dish, it may not be able to eat it in one day.

But Chloe devoured all the herbs.

There is no need to decoction or extraction, and the "medicinal power" contained in the herbs is extracted and purified by the adaptive path. Soon, the wounds all over her body glowed green, and the wounds were slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's like the effect of using these herbs for more than ten days under normal circumstances, but it is condensed into ten minutes.

This is the art of "herbal therapy" that works only for oneself.

Chloe's wounds healed faster than she could eat herbs. When she had eaten all the herbs, her horrific injuries were almost completely healed.

She then began to vomit violently. Spit out a clump of rancid, foul-smelling black mud mixed with minced meat.

It is a mixture of herbs that have been extracted from the medicinal power and waste materials produced in the body during the accelerated healing process. After vomiting, Chloe's spirits also improved significantly.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Ah, come alive. ”

Chloe breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said to Graham behind him, "Dean Graham, I'll help clean these up later!" ”

The old man ignored her, just glanced at her expressionlessly, and walked to his table with his bone-white cane.

Chloe hurriedly leaned over and poured Graham a glass of water.

Old Graham glanced at her and said slowly, "What else is the matter?" ”

"I just want to get revenge, to get angry before I leave...... So I'd like to ask you for some advice. ”

Chloe snorted coldly. She was obviously still a little unconvinced...... The main thing is that those assets she lost made her a little heartbroken.

"Let me remind you that the Society's mission for you has been accomplished, Chloe."

Graham held a glass of water and said in a long voice in Iris: "If I were you, I would immediately hide in the country." When the situation calms down a bit, I will return to China immediately. ”

"They can't catch me."

After being hunted down for several days, Chloe apparently gained full confidence: "The Inspector of the Authoritarian Path is much dumber than the transcendent of the Path of Love and Beauty." This time, I was cautious and planned to ambush Ivas in advance, and squatted on him for a day or two without eating or drinking, and I would definitely succeed. ”

"In my opinion, it's more of a trap."

The old man took a sip of water and said quietly, "You are too proud, Miss Chloe. Although you have stepped into the fourth energy level at the age of twenty-four, you have not officially entered the fifth energy level after all. If you don't complete the Advanced Ritual, there are still plenty of people in Avalon who can deal with you.

"The Grand Arbiter, the Grand Inquisitor, the Grand Guardian, the Grand Justice, plus Master Janis of the Cult. There are already at least five transcendents who have reached the fifth level and are willing to serve the royal family. If you run into any of them, you won't be able to run away.

"Not only that, but even the arbitration hall was not dispatched. With the right to arbitrate, they can exert the full power of the authoritarian path in Avalon...... A knight who has no power and no honor can't play much of a threat. You're going to make this reckless move, and I think you've strayed off the path of adaptation. When I get back, I'll report it to the chief. ”

Who would have known that this stupid student who he had taught for a semester and had never been able to enlighten himself on the path of beauty...... Now that you have switched to the path of adaptation, you have become like a fish in water?

But the overly smooth progression and the assassination that never failed, made her mentality a little unbalanced now.

Such a high profile is not an adaptation to the principles advocated by the path. This is also the reason why her strength is starting to stagnate.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ What does the dean mean, are you not against my actions now? ”

Seeing that his old superiors did not object to this, Chloe was a little surprised.

She smiled sweetly and flatteringly, "You are also a 'master'." They are also transcendents of the fifth level of the artistic path, and it took more than 200 years for Master Yanis to become a master, and it took you less than 40 years to become a 'master'......"

"Ho ho ...... It's useless, I don't eat this set. ”

But the old man just smiled lowly: "Declare in advance, no matter how close you are to success, I will not make a move." I took on more important tasks and couldn't be exposed. And Janis is spying on me, so I can't do anything. ”

"Just in case, I'll ask anyway...... Where are you going to go for an ambush? ”

"I haven't thought about it yet. How is his home? Chloe said casually.

"β€”don't go there."

Old Graham denied without hesitation: "His butler Oswald is dangerous. ”

"Does he have a fifth level?"

"It's hard to say, but it's likely. Oswald did not have a 'profession', but inherited the old system used by the immortals of the old era before the advent of 'profession'. His path is completely mixed and unsystematic, and the power is all mixed in multiple paths, and the trajectory of his manifestation is not clear. No one knows what kind of adaptations he has and what powers he has mastered.

"But as far as the ability that has appeared so far, he has at least the fourth level of adaptive path power. And the elf is well-informed, and he probably knows the information of the shadows. If you go there, you will die. ”

The old man gazed at Chloe with his merciless and caustic gaze, like a critic of a work of art, examining the work of others, and uttered a meandering voice with a strange pause: "If you are likely to be captured alive...... I'll kill you.

"Now, again. Where are you going to ambush? ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Not. ”

She didn't expect the elf butler to be so strong, which surprised her.

"It's got to be outside. Although I didn't read the Avalonian newspapers, I was sure he was definitely famous. If he were to be assassinated by me, it would be big news. ”

Chloe replied briskly, "In order to give me time to escape, this matter must be kept out of the eyes and ears of others." So I had to kill him quickly where no one could find him, and I had enough time to escape......"

"Then my suggestion is that you go to the White Shoes Club again now. Go see his commendation ceremony. The old man replied.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ But it's almost five o'clock now? ”

"It doesn't matter. He will attend the commendation meeting of the Inspectorate this afternoon, and even if there is no dinner, he will not be back until at least half past five. Considering the long distance, he had to arrive at the dormitory at six or seven o'clock at the earliest. If there was a dinner, he might have to go back another two or three hours...... Maybe even a little bit of wine.

"According to my intelligence, someone wanted to do something to him this afternoon...... Just two hours ago, two demonic scholars from the Noble Red Society had infiltrated the Royal Law University. The statue of the great man in front of the school told me about it. None of them are weak, but I feel that their assassination will definitely fail. The means used to defend yourself are just right for those of the noble red. Because he knows you're alive too.

"On the other hand, you can also look at Evas's methods and hole cards."

Although he disapproved of the young Assassin's sloppy plan codenamed "Caramel", the old man gave the right advice based on his rich experience in assassination as a young man: "There is no better assassination opportunity than this."

"He must have been relieved and proud of the enemy who wanted to murder him, and he had accepted the honor that was almost impossible to obtain at his age. After that, you go straight to his dormitory to set up an ambush.

And when he is done with the socials, he gets tired, he gets sleepy when he eats, and he gets depressed when he gets drunk. You can even put the poison ointment on his lips without the 'eagle feather', and he will die of poisoning in his sleep. In that case, no one would have realized that the cause of his death was poison in the first place...... You'll have plenty of time to escape the glass island. ”

"Worthy of the dean!"

Chloe was convinced: "Then I'll do it!"

(End of chapter)