Chapter 50: I don't know where to start

If a person's fate is rewritten.

So what kind of methods should be used to identify the mastermind behind the scenes?

Face this problem.

Lindsay and Valawala sat in the room, and they looked at each other for a long time, but they couldn't come up with a feasible plan.

The truth is, there's not much they can do.

"When you activate a skill, you don't need to be around the target."

"And even if fate has changed, the people in it can't perceive the details."

"Man himself cannot see through his own fate, let alone whether he has been changed."

Lindsay put her right hand over her face, feeling helpless.

Walawala also added on the side:

"Lindsay, according to you, this guy guided the fate of Anthony and Lina. This level of ability can only be possessed by a writer who has reached the seventh stage of skill. ”

Lindsey frowned and asked:

"So we don't have any other clues, how can we catch each other's clues?"

Walawala controlled the anger in her heart:

"In short, this situation will be analyzed calmly first."

The maiden came from the perspective of the natives of the City of a Thousand Sails and came to this conclusion:

"Since there are seven stage awakened people to attack, it's best to inform Lina's family."

"In any case, she is a member of the Shirahoshi family, and her father is also a powerhouse of the same grade."

But at the mention of this, Valawala's face collapsed:

"But that guy, most likely, he doesn't want to see his daughter elope with Anthony, which is equivalent to breaking up the marriage between the two of them."

Walawala was a bit torn between a few things.

Lindsey asked:

"What about informing the city's art associations?"

"No matter how you analyze it, they won't allow such a thing to happen randomly in the territory, right?"

Walawala shook her head and smiled bitterly:

"Naturally, the art association prohibits this kind of behavior, but without hard evidence and without involving key people in the city – they won't do it."

“……”

Lindsay looked down in thought.

In the face of this status quo where there is nowhere to start, the choice is still left to the parties.

"In that case, let's tell Anthony and Lina about the situation."

Walawala shrugged and acquiesced to the choice.

Then she jumped onto the bed with a 'poof', and the whole person sank into the bed, lying down into a big word:

"Lindsay, who do you think it could be, and who is changing their fate?"

"What is the purpose of doing this?"

Lindsey tried to say:

"Maybe that guy has a grudge against the Kuwaiti family?"

"Anthony is just an ordinary person, unless Lina has other suitors, who has a reason to come to trouble him?"

Valawala looked at the ceiling and blinked.

She mentioned what happened to Lina in the small theater tonight:

"Lindsay, remember that actress from the Fimble Theater, what was her purpose in kidnapping Lina?"

Lindsey replied:

"In order to steal feelings, I can better play the role in the drama."

"Yes, some people are so unreasonable." Walawala bit her lip, "You said that the person who changed Anthony's fate could have had such a purpose?" ”

Walawala's emotion suddenly reminded Lindsay.

He remembered what happened to the group on the way to the City of a Thousand Sails.

"Mermaid Island!"

"Walawala, when you went to investigate, didn't you run into a fallen artist on the island?"

Walawala also slammed to his feet:

"What do you mean - Anthony was targeted by some fallen artist when he was on that island!"

Lindsey nodded slightly:

"I think it's likely!"

wala wala says:

"In that case, it will depend on the results of the investigation of the art association."

"According to the distance of that island, a little more than a week, there should be results!"

“……”

Subsequently, Lindsay told the discovery to the couples who were still warm to each other.

After helping as much as possible.

After a busy night, he and Valawala also went back to their rooms to rest, so that they would not sleep all day.

Early the next morning.

False sunlight in the painting space, rising from the window.

Lindsay's excellent routine was revealed through the essence of life, and he blinked slightly and got up from the bed.

But when he turned his head to look to the side.

I found that the upper half of my body was buried in the bed, and the lower half of my body was pulled on the outside of the bed.

"You sleep ......"

Lindsey is close to the past.

Probably because of the influence of poor sleeping posture, there was also a rhythmic faint snoring sound in the closed bed.

"Ahh

Lindsay sighed.

He weakly moved the girl's legs back to the bed, straightening his body again.

Then he turned and walked out of the room, got some hot water, and then went to the manor hall and took two glasses of milk, a loaf of bread, and two eggs.

Wait for him to return to his room for the second time this morning.

I found Valawala getting up from the bed, rubbing her eye sockets sleepily.

"Lindsey ......"

The girl stretched out her hands and said to Lindsay in a swaying motion:

"What time is it?"

"You didn't call me when you got up so early?"

Lindsay walked over, put the plate on his lap, and the two of them ate together:

"I see that you look quite tired, so I want you to rest more."

Walawala picked up a glass of milk and winked at the eggs and bread again, and the girl twisted her neck to the right:

"Is it okay to give me bread? I don't like eggs! ”

Lindsay nodded naturally:

"Absolutely."

Breakfast time ends quickly.

Yesterday I was in a hurry all day, and I didn't have time to take care of it, and my hair was messy like a chicken nest.

But she didn't bother to bother.

I touched a straw hat and put it on, which was considered to be a coping image.

Lindsay, meanwhile, in his good habits, took out an ancient scroll and translated it on the table in his guest room:

"One skill can lead to different development routes. This secret is originally owned by the Divine Court. but was told to the world by sinners. ”

"The Lord has sent an army to crusade sinners in the Drystone Basin."

"The dead and wounded are innumerable, the essentia is also stained with the breath of death, and the battlefield basin has been turned into a cemetery......"

"Secrets leaked, and the road to tyranny is no longer what it used to be. The Essence of Combat and the Rise of the Defenders ......"

"The Avengers are coming."

"The communicators intend to build a city, and pray for our lord to give him refuge."

"Lord of the Divine Court, Fallen in the Civil War ......"

“……”

"Lindsay, what are you looking at?"

Valawala suddenly leaned in from behind him, and threw himself on Lindsay's back, her white arms wrapped around his chest.

The girl looked at the scroll on the table, and her face was full of question marks:

"What the hell are these talismans?"

"Not a lingua franca...... It doesn't look like it's an artistic font, is this a text used in a remote area? ”

This action.

Causing Walawala's hair to hang down on Lindsay's face, making him itch a little.

Lindsay was embarrassed to remind.

He turned his gaze sideways and focused all his attention on the scroll in front of him:

"This is a scroll from a long time ago."

"On the way to the Seven Seas Alliance, I found it in an ancient ruin."

Walawala asked curiously:

"How long ago? How long was that? ”

Lindsey replied:

"At least tens of thousands of years old."

Walawala was directly confused by this number.

"Tens of thousands of years?"

"Such a long history can still be passed down through words to this day......"

Bang Bang

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Lindsay, Miss Valavala." The waiter's voice asked outside the door. "Over in the hall, there are a few red-robed people looking for you, do you two want to come out and meet you?"

(End of chapter)