This was the most disturbing morning meeting in the history of the ministers.This is also the morning meeting in history when the historians were so shocked that the pen in their hands fell to the ground, and they didn't know how to write about it.The post of military marshal has always been the authority in the hands of the iron-blooded prime minister Bismarck-military power.Victor's move was not as simple as simply wrestling power from Bismarck, but almost a slap in the face in front of everyone.What everyone feared was a reenactment of the scene of Frederick III.Bismarck had enough troops and prestige to claim to be king, but he did nothing to do anything when he heard this.A hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and there was a hint of unwillingness.He raised his hand, and the crowd fell silent."
When your majesty is still able to command the army, you can do as you please; When you can't, the whole world changes abruptly. ”Bismarck spoke earnestly, and then took off the medals of honor on his military uniform one by one.The courtiers watched quietly, and many of them couldn't help but shed tears, but none of them would break the silence of the moment.They all knew in their hearts that Bismarck was already tired.He needed a solemn exit.When Bismarck threw all the priceless medals and titles on the ground, he unbuttoned his military uniform one by one until only a white vest remained on his upper body.This was the first time that the courtiers had seen Bismarck's body under his military uniform.The bullet holes, the bayonet wounds, the explosive marks of gunpowder, the hideous scars like centipedes entrenched on Bismarck's old man's body.Bismarck bent down and placed the military cap on his head securely on his folded uniform.He sighed lightly and said slowly, "Twenty years after Frederick the Great, there was the fiasco of Jena; If things don't change, chaos will come in the twenty years since I left office.Take care, gentlemen. ”With that, Bismarck turned around and walked out of the hall alone in his shabby white vest.In the future, there will be no iron-blooded prime minister in the dynasty.Victor didn't say a word, and his eyes looked at Bismarck's figure slowly walking away from the door.He didn't know if he had made the right decision today, but he had a kind of ecstasy in his heart.He clenched his fists excitedly and laughed wildly.The next day, all the German bureaus of investigation were withdrawn, and all the investigators who had been on assignment received their immediate dissolution and a good dismissal fee.Veronica received it too, but she chose to stay in her own warm home.Yes, before she knew it, she had fallen in love with the family vibe.And the butler Baird also made the same choice.The Einstar family has since become isolated.It seems that apart from the Interstellar Intelligence Order in Milan, there are no more forces that can protect them.As the children grew up day by day, and as the situation in the country became more and more severe day by day, Herman and Eugene decided to move.Away from Germany, this powder keg that could explode at any moment, go to a safe place.All the inheritance should be resold and all the gifts should be given away.They are looking for a new place to start a new life.Although the dissolution of the Pitsaffre Electric Company drew a lot of scolding from the community, they had to do it.Along the way, they heard more cursing about the Jews.This extreme discrimination seems to have quietly fermented and become an unstoppable wave.———— it is not an easy task to walk along the banks of the Miskatonik River.Because of the heavy rain the night before, the mud on the road was still an obstacle to their journey.After the rain, Arkham did not have the usual freshness or rainbow, but a heavy fog.The moist air condensed together to form a white mist.I don't know if it's because of the influence of the fog, even the body seems to be covered with a layer of cold sweat.On one side is the Miskatonik River, with its sound of flowing water, and on the other side is the forest.The forest was already gloomy and dark, and the interference of the fog made the tall trees look like giants that sway in light and shadow.The world in the fog seems to become unpredictable, and everything that is seen is transformed by the fog into something else seen.Everyone understands that this is only caused by the refraction of light and shadow, but it is inevitable that there will still be uneasiness in their hearts.Next, the trees thinned out, and the group saw the hills behind the fog.But what catches the eye is a little green light on the hill.A little eerie green light.The only thing people are sure of is that it must not be a beacon that symbolizes the dream of the country; That little bit of green light was more like a lantern in the hands of a soul summoner from the underworld.The green light was hard to look at, even if it felt a little weird, but it was indeed the direction they needed to go.Because the location of the green light is the cemetery that the owner of the house said.Tombstones of all shapes and sizes lay like rotting nails on the hills of that area.There are hundreds of tombstones in sight."
Oh my God, how many bodies are buried in this cemetery?"
Colombia asked in surprise."
If, according to the owner, it seems that all the martyrs from Miskatonik University are buried here.If it were, tens of thousands would not be unusual. ”Professor Rob said with a sigh.The closer I got, the more conspicuous the green light became.One can hear the murmur of the Miskatonik River, and one can see the green light flickering back and forth in the distance.The cold brought by the fog slowly invaded the body, and with all the fear of the unknown, people's bodies spontaneously trembled slightly in an uncontrollable situation.The sound of the wind brings not only the sound of the wind, but also the murmuring of people in the dark night."
Tick."
It was the sound of dew drops falling from the leaves to the ground, but it was like the sound of blood sliding down from a wound."
Click."
It's the sound of footsteps on fallen leaves, but it's reminiscent of the sound of bones breaking.With every step they took, they seemed to worry about whether there was an ogre cave in the black and yellow earth beneath their feet.Perhaps hidden beneath this graveyard are dark and mysterious passages, and at the end of the passages are some fanatical believers who are holding a primitive and ancient magic feast.They saw where the green light was, and it turned out to be a shimmering green light, as if it had chlorosis, and secreted a foul-smelling mucus of its own.The plant resembles a vine-like plant wrapped around a statue-like tombstone.The statue shows an angel kneeling on the ground with outstretched wings.The angel's face was full of compassion, but the movements of the body revealed a corpse-like stiffness.It's more like a wax figure of a living person than a stone statue.The cemetery is filled with this unsettling aura at all times.It was so depressed that people didn't want to speak, so they could only move forward silently, as if as long as they stayed for a while, they would be left in this cemetery forever by the unjust souls here.An inconspicuous layer of dark black ash covers each tombstone, and it is a creepy detail.At the end of the cemetery, there is a church standing on the top of a hill.The huge chalk church seems to be the hope of the lost in this fog.The entire cemetery is located in the open field behind the church.The diamond-shaped windows of the church are covered by curtains, making it impossible to see the inside of the church from the outside."
Shall we go in?"
Sif asked, clasping her hands around her chest and clutching the collars on either side.The clammy and cold air made her feel uncomfortable all over, and although she had been mentally prepared for it, she still felt physical discomfort."
No need, it's important to hurry."
Jobuterron sat in a wheelchair and shook his head slightly.The church did not give him a sense of peace or reassurance, but only made the uneasiness in his heart even more solemn.Although there are delicate and beautiful stained glass windows, which are painted with the light and the Son, these pictures are only pictures.No matter how peaceful and peaceful it seems, it is just a false appearance.Hidden in the depths of the church may be death, or something more terrible than death.Since coming to Arkham, it seems that life of fear has become a daily routine.If you can't stay vigilant for a long time, the slightest carelessness will never be doomed; But long-term vigilance puts people in a state of nervous breakdown.This contradictory and dangerous life is unique to Arkham.Outside the church is a tall old tree, and there is nothing above the ropes that hang from the tree."
There must have been a lot of hangings on this tree."
Professor Rob said softly.Colombia's body trembled when he heard this, "How do you see that?"
”"That's the rope loop, which used to hang the corpses of Indians during the colonial period.The scalp of the corpse is cut off and it is able to be exchanged for money in the bar.One life can only be exchanged for two cups of coarse ale.Hehe, it's ironic.The self-proclaimed civilized Western countries use this shoddy and bloody way to usurp other people's lands.This is the so-called Western democratic consciousness. ”Professor Robb said, shaking his head."
Let's go, that's the story of the past.At least now it would be nice if there were no corpses on this tree. ”Walking past the church, you can see the town hidden in the fog.Old weather vanes sway on the rooftops, and minarets, bridges, piers, chimneys, and other common forms of this cold town.The steep and narrow streets twist and turn to form a labyrinth that would make the average person get lost.And the old houses built during the colonial period are a secret reminder of the bloody history behind this place.Like the nameless village where they first arrived, the people in the small town don't seem to like to socialize or go out.This is evidenced by the empty streets and the fallen leaves on the ground, as if the streets are full of things that are darker than the night.A creaking sound could be heard from a private house not far away, which was the sound of a woman making burlap with a sewing machine.This was followed by the sound of glass or ceramics shattering, and a black cat deftly jumped out of the window.The long cat's tail flicked slightly, and a pair of vertical pupils looked at the four people on the side of the road.It looked curiously at the still alive outsiders, stepped forward and circled around, and then ran away from its "crime scene".Not far from the street, the only place with a bright light source is the destination of the crowd - Miskatonik University.The yellowed brick walls are covered with a thick layer of green vines.The silver-painted door was covered with mottled rust from the past.Outside the door was a non-existent security booth, which was covered in dust and cobwebs.Such a bad first impression does not make one to think that this is the highest university in the world; It looks more like a private school that has closed down due to lack of funding.Behind the iron gates, there was a bridge that was slightly stronger than the wooden bridges I had seen before, and below the bridge was a small river that looked like a stinking ditch.There are no fish frolicking in the river, and there is no sound of frogs chirping and cicadas; If it weren't for the slight sound of running water, the river would have been thought to be a stagnant water.At the other end of the wooden bridge is the main school building, with a kerosene lamp hanging high outside.When everyone pushed open the door of the main building, they saw an unexpected scene.The door is like a city, and people come and go.There were more people in the building than they had seen in Arkham before.Whether it's a student or a professor, everyone has a different project in their arms.Their eyes are full of thirst for knowledge and full of enthusiasm.Many people spontaneously formed small groups: study groups, and sat in the corners to discuss and study their opinions loudly.Some people got into a fight because of their different views, while others were inspired by their colleagues to write paper, recording the inspirations that flashed in their minds."
How?
It's cool here, isn't it?
”A young voice rang out from behind the crowd.It was a blonde boy with a shy smile, but I don't know when he touched the back of the crowd.Had he not spoken out, Giobuterrand would not have found any trace of him.Sif excitedly replied, "Cool." ”"Welcome to Miskatonic University.It's the best university in the world – not one of them.The best minds from all over the world come together here to search for the truth with us.And I am your guide, Havad Lovecraft.You can call me Havard. ”The blonde boy smiled and patted Columbus on the shoulder and introduced himself."
How did you know we were coming?"
Jot Brown asked, turning his head away."
Oh, your letter of recommendation is a token that can be traced backwards.There is a corresponding monitoring mechanism in the reception room for new students, and as long as there are new students, there will be elderly people who come to receive them.That is, to walk around with you, introduce the facilities on this campus, and then I can easily get a credit.Of course, this is based on the fact that you think my introduction is very good, and you give feedback to the freshman reception room, and I can get it. ”Havard didn't look like a very scheming person, and handed over his hole cards at once.At this time, Joke Lang smiled evilly after hearing this, "Want to earn credits easily?
Then you have to listen to me, or I'll give you a bad review. ”"Ahem, isn't it okay for junior brother to be like this?""
How do you give a bad review?""
You win, you win."