"Bang!"
Herman was startled by the sound of the door closing, and when he heard it, he immediately turned around, and he saw a strangely dressed man standing behind the door.The man resembled a wizard from medieval legend, dressed in a pitch-black robe and a tall hat with a certain point.His face is hidden in the shadow of his top hat, and it is impossible to see his exact appearance, but he can be seen to have a long white beard."
Mr.
Herman, this is the first time we have met."
The man dressed as a wizard uttered such a phrase, and his voice was as maddening as the shrill cry of a crow."
I don't know you, tell me, where is my brother Eugene?!"
Herman yelled angrily at the man behind the door."
Calm down, I don't have any ill will.Mr.
Eugene is now enjoying thirty-six years of ageing and caviar from the Mediterranean in the court.I'm sure Mr.
Herman will be able to understand that every gram of the lavish diet I am talking about is equivalent to a gram of gold. ”The man raised his hands in the air and made a gesture of surrender, showing Herman his kindness."
I apologize if my actions scared you.I am the Chief Advisory Officer of His Highness Umberto, but I prefer you to call me Archmage. ”The man who claimed to be the Archmage bowed to Herman."
Mr.
Archmage, don't you think it's extremely impolite or even illegal to rashly intrude into someone else's residence?!"
Herman asked."
If I had been doing this in my private capacity, Mr.
Herman, what you said would be true.It's a pity that this time I have come on behalf of His Highness's will to say hello to our great Father of the Silver Key.I believe that these days, Mr.
Herman's family has felt the kindness of our Interstellar Intelligence Order?
”The Archmage clarified for himself with reason.When Herman heard this, he raised his hands in anger and shouted at the archmage, "Kindness?!
We were locked up in this hotel all day, and every time we went out, we were looked at like monsters!
Damn it!
We don't need such kindness as a family!
We don't belong to Milan and we don't want to stay in Milan for the rest of our lives!
We are not prisoners of Milan!
”The Archmage sighed, "Mr.
Herman, I apologize for the excesses of our disciples, but I hope you understand.They all respect you from the bottom of their hearts, and even in their hearts, your status can be equivalent to that of His Royal Highness Umberto.I beg your pardon for their actions, and besides, Mr.
Herman, please put down the fruit knife you have just hidden in the sleeve of your right hand.I don't want to hurt you. ”Herman had secretly hidden the fruit knife in his sleeve by yelling and shouting, and he was very embarrassed to be seen through by this archmage, so he could only say forcefully, "Where is the fruit knife?"
What I saw was a poisonous snake spitting lies in front of me. ”The archmage shook his head, he realized that Herman was wary of him, and he could only use a few small means."
As you wish, Mr.
Herman."
The Archmage said, snapping his fingers.The silver crest hanging from the archmage's chest flashed slightly, and Herman sensed the fleeting light, and instinctively raised his hand to block the glare in front of him.The fruit knife he had hidden in his hand had turned into a poisonous snake wrapped around his hand, staring at him with vicious and ferocious vertical pupils.The viper had turquoise scales that reflected the seeping light and hissed black snake letters at itself.Herman knew from the cold touch on his hand and the friction of his skin that the snake was real, and that it had all happened so suddenly.Herman flung the viper to the ground with his left hand in a panic, and the viper fell to the ground and opened its bloody mouth towards Herman, from which a fishy smell came out.The stench is a symbol of deadly poison that can kill you in seconds with a single bite."
Mr.
Herman, this is the viper you wanted, is there anything else I need to help you?"
Despite the archmage's attempts to use a polite and friendly tone, it always came across as a finding to be difficult to trust.Herman saw that the viper on the ground had already erected itself, and said in a panic, "Get rid of it!"
”"As you wish."
The archmage stretched out his index finger and flicked it slightly, and the viper turned into a star and dissipated into the air.Herman slumped on the couch, muttering to hysterical yelling, "None of this is true.None of this can be true.What do you want?
What do you want?!
”The archmage slowly walked from behind the door to Herman and sat down, and asked, "Mr.
Herman, have you ever heard of the theory of the birth of the universe?"
”"What bullshit universe birth theory, I just want to leave with my family!"
Herman wasn't listening to what the archmage was saying."
The hypocritical Cult of the Light claims that the world was created by the Light through the cosmic birth theory, but there is no record of the Light before human civilization actually existed.From a geological point of view, there are rock formations buried deep in the earth that are far older than human history.So, how did the universe come into being?
As one of the intelligent creatures on Earth, don't you wonder if there are more intelligent creatures above the stars in the night sky?
Don't you want to know the origin of the world in which you live?
The truth behind the world?
”The archmage said to himself, even if Herman was not listening carefully, but the curiosity hidden deep in the human heart aroused Herman's interest.Despite this, Herman said coldly, "What does that have to do with you imprisoning us?"
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”"Mr.
Herman, I say this because we of the Interstellar Intelligence Sect are here to find the truth.We have found the door of truth, and only through the door of truth can we see the truth behind it.And this door is not something that can be pushed open, but it requires a silver key, that is, your precious son can do it. ”The archmage said to Herman.At this time, Herman could see clearly the face under the archmage's top hat, which was a skinny face.The archmage looked like a terminally ill old man, and there was no anger on his face, his skin was like wrinkled dead skin on his face.A pair of fanatical but empty eyes constantly reminded Herman that the man in front of Herman seemed to be a madman, but he was an unusual madman.There seemed to be a myriad of curiosity hidden in those eyes, begging Herman to compromise, those eyes were as innocent as a child standing in front of a candy store and coquettishly coquettish to his family, but these were superficial, and what was hidden under those eyes was boundless darkness."
My precious son, it's not a silver key.Thank you, Mr.
Archmage, for your magic show, but I think my wife should be impatient.It's time for me to go back. ”Herman replied indifferently after thinking about it.He walked to the door and bricked the handle, but the doorknob seemed to be welded with a soldering iron, and could not move."
Don't make any unnecessary attempts, Mr.
Herman.I endure because of respect, but there is a limit to patience.Now, please sit down next to me and listen to every word I say, or I'm going to make you experience something uncomfortable. ”The archmage sat on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs, and said with one hand on his head.Herman found himself involuntarily walking back like a marionette, and no matter how hard he tried, his body still walked in the direction of the couch.He gritted his teeth, the bruises on his neck were revealed, and Herman's face flushed."
Get me moving!"
Herman thought to himself.But it backfired, and in the end, Herman sat down next to the archmage.Herman's pajamas were already dripping with sweat and sticky to his body."
That's right, Mr.
Herman.Don't struggle, don't resist, just as don't try to resist fate.Aha, I'm reminded of an interesting saying, life is like a bitch that turns you over many times, but you don't resist, just enjoy it. ”The archmage was telling himself a bad joke, while Herman sat with a grimace on his face."
Don't you think that's funny?"
The Archmage asked.Herman shook his head."
Smile at me."
Suddenly, a burst of intense killing intent erupted from the archmage's body, like a blade sticking to Herman's body.Herman reluctantly squeezed out a smile that was worse than crying and coped with it."
That's right, Mr.
Herman.Human life is boring, you have to understand that you have to create fun in life in order to enjoy life.For us in the Interstellar Intelligence Order, the greatest joy is to find out the truth.Our God of wisdom has long since sent down an oracle for us, an oracle left behind six hundred years ago!
”As soon as the archmage spoke of the god of wisdom, he began to dance, like a patient running out of a mental hospital.His reverence and worship for the god of wisdom are evident in his words, and Herman even believed that if the god of wisdom sent an oracle to end his life, the archmage would not hesitate to carry it out, and then slash his throat with a sharp dagger."
It's just too bad.The whole of Milan is such a madman.I'll never come to this city again. ”Herman thought to himself."
Six hundred years ago, an alchemist had reached the pinnacle of alchemy.A successful alchemy allowed him to gain countless prestige, but he was not satisfied.Because he understood that his alchemy was still superficial, and there was no way to reach the true pinnacle - life alchemy.In legends around the world, he discovered that there was a great power that could resurrect the dead with a single gesture, a great power that could create living clay figurines out of clay, and a great power that could give life to giant trees and become towering tree people.Hungry for more power, he flipped through countless ancient books, and he finally found the relevant secret.That is the god of wisdom recorded in the Necronomicon - Yogsothoth!
The all-knowing and all-powerful Yogsothos is in charge of all the powers of the world and the knowledge and skill that man desires.It only takes a little bit of giving, and the recipient becomes an inhuman being.What a wonderful thing!
”The Archmage said in admiration.The god of wisdom gave the alchemist a long life, promising to give the alchemist the opportunity to find the truth, at the cost of finding the Silver Key and opening the door to truth.Now that the alchemist has finally found the Silver Key, but doesn't know where the door is, guess what this alchemist will do?
”The Archmage asked Herman.Herman's last words gave Herman goosebumps, and Herman sensed the fact that the archmage was the alchemist who had lived for more than six hundred years, and sensed a hint of threat.Herman simply couldn't understand what a man who had lived so long had, not to mention that the archmage in front of him was obviously a madman.In an instant, Herman had countless terrible thoughts in his mind, including the fact that he had finished off his precious son, Albert.Herman's instincts told him that this so-called door of truth was not a good thing and was extremely dangerous.The archmage saw the changeable expression on Herman's face, obviously seeing through Herman's little ninety-nine."
Hey, rest assured.I'm a big-picture person, I'm also a reasonable person, as long as you stay here, you'll be safe.But I don't advise you to run away, it would make me very, very angry.The god of wisdom only needs a silver key, and parents who never said they needed a silver key, do you understand?
”The Archmage said with a smile.Herman sighed, "Why don't you do this, I'll make a deal with you." ”"Oh?
What agreement, let's hear it?
”The archmage listened attentively to what Herman was going to say next."
Give our child a happy childhood, and when he grows up, you will go back to him.He needs sunshine, friends, and a happy environment to grow up in.If the Silver Key is so important as you say, I'm sure you don't want our children to sue before the God of Wisdom, do you?
I don't have much time, eighteen years, and when he is an adult, you can discuss it yourself.And in eighteen years, I will come to Milan to be a hostage for you, is there a problem?
I believe that it is very easy to find someone with your means.At the same time, we need a certain level of freedom. ”Herman said solemnly to the archmage."
Hahahaha, worthy of a big businessman, Mr.
Herman.Eighteen years cannot be ten years at most, and I need your whole family to come to Milan.I dare to agree to your conditions, what about you?
”The archmage asked playfully.Herman nodded, which was beyond the Archmage's expectations, "One word is a deal. ”