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Then, Hermes loosened his hands and let the two parchments go to their respective hands.

The coward took a quick glance and immediately asked in horror: "How do you know about this?"

"I naturally have my own channels, but I can make sure that this news is true."

"…"

The coward fell into silence. If his face was not clearly visible, his expression would have been very ugly.

Edward also saw what the coward had written at this time: "There was an internal conflict in the Abraham family, and some of the members planned to move to other places. It is very likely that they have the Wanderer Extraordinary Characteristics that you need."

Why.

Edward sighed to himself, feeling slightly disappointed.

The reason why he was so anxious and even brought Hermes in was because he was worried that the news about the coward was related to Lilith... Unexpectedly, it was about the Abraham family.

"Do you know where they are moving to?"

"have no idea."

The coward hesitated for a moment, but explained, "I just happened to learn this news from a member of the Abraham family not long ago. I don't know the details."

After a pause, he asked, "Do you know...the location of that treasure?"

Edward was slightly surprised. "You don't want to go back there again?"

"No..."

The coward curled his lips, "The Jacob family has left behind a lot of treasures over the years, and the descendants of the Jacob family scattered all over the place have been looking for those treasures. I want to know in advance... so that I can avoid that one."

Edward smiled and said, "I don't know either. But I have something to say to you..."

"What?"

"There's a saying that goes, when you find an Amon, it means there are countless Amons around. Similarly, when you know there's an Amon in a treasure, it means..."

The coward's voice became shrill: "Among all the treasures... is Amon?!"

The reason why Edward "sent" a word to the coward was not that he really wanted to help the "coward" or the Jacob family. After all, all thieves in the world have a conscience. Amon owes one, and the rest owe one. Old man Pales alone has three.

The main thing is that Edward will oppose anything Amon likes!

The coward left with a lot on his mind.

Edward looked at Hermes who had left him behind, and was not surprised at all. He had already made some mental preparations when he asked Hermes to be the middleman.

"Thank you, Mr. Hermes."

Hermes hummed, looked at Edward quietly for a few seconds, and said, "I'm looking for an ancient psychic dragon."

"You said that at the last party."

"So, Mr. Eight, do you know anything about my search for the Mind Dragon?"

Edward said frankly, "I'm not too sure. When you mentioned the Mind Dragon at the last party, I had some reaction because I happened to have dealt with an ancient Mind Dragon earlier."

"But there should be many ancient dragons still in existence in this world. I'm not sure if the one I came into contact with is the one you want to find."

Hermes nodded slightly, "The psychic dragon I'm looking for is called Erihog."

Edward frowned and said, "I don't know what the one I came into contact with was called. He took the initiative to pull me into the collective subconscious ocean that He constructed. But after I woke up, I only remembered meeting Him, but I completely forgot what He said to me and why He came to find me."

"But what is certain is that He must have left some hints in my spiritual world, so... I have been paying attention to the news about the Mind Dragon since then."

This statement is not false. After that contact with Erihog, He did not take any other action except leaving a psychological hint, which indeed made Edward quite confused.

Hermes fell into deep thought. After a while, He said, "If you are willing, we can meet. That way, I can confirm whether the Psychic Dragon you met is the one I am looking for. By the way, I can also help you solve the psychological hint He left behind."

"OK!"

Edward agreed readily.

Hermes was silent instead. "If I can find Him through you, I will give you a piece of the Dreamweaver's extraordinary characteristics in return. - Jing'Wu/Xiao'Shuo-徃* ￠追`罪-薪!咬,洁·"

"That's really...thank you so much! I'll come to see you when I finish what I'm doing."

Hermes: "…"

Are you fooling a child?!

He didn't say anything more and looked at Edward deeply.

Then the darkness in front of him quickly condensed towards a point, Hermes' figure was quickly pulled away, and Edward returned to the Source Castle.

"call--"

He breathed a sigh of relief and held his chin, quickly analyzing in his mind what the impact would be if he told Hermes the information about Erihog.

First of all, the biggest impact is of course that Hermes knew Adam's "true identity" in advance. If nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely choose to rebel at the first opportunity.

It can be expected that Hermes' rebellion will have a huge impact on the Twilight Hermits, and will even bring unknown changes to the trend of Adam's times.

In the original novel, when Hermes rebelled, Adam had already completed his ascension to godhood and became a Sequence 0 visionary. It didn't matter whether the Twilight Hermit existed or not, let alone a mere Hermes.

Secondly, Edward had seen Erihog in the village that worshipped dragons. If Hermes went there, no one knew whether Erihog would stay there in the future.

"These are just the effects that can be seen at a glance. As for the chain reactions... who knows?"

However, if we are stuck on the extraordinary characteristics of the Dream Weaver...

Oh, what a headache!

Edward did not think about it any further, and instead focused his thoughts on the news about Abraham's family written by the "coward":

Some members of Abraham's family planned to move to another place.

In fact, the moment Edward saw this message, he immediately thought of what Christine had said a long time ago: the legendary sunken Laurel was actually the ship of the Abraham family, carrying many seals and treasures from the Abraham family.

It sank to the bottom of the Sea of ​​Turbulence for unknown reasons and became one of the great legends of the sea - part of the hull later appeared in Bansi for unknown reasons.

Christine went out to sea to find the sunken Laurel, and while searching, she somehow turned into the Fallen Goddess.

Of course, the Fallen Mother Goddess (Christine) said at the time that she was the Fallen Mother Goddess from the beginning, or that she was polluted and eroded by the Mother Goddess.

But Edward didn't believe a word the Outer Gods said, so there was a possibility: Christine was corrupted by the Fallen Mother Goddess because she found the remaining Laurel.

Then, the reason why the Laurel sank is worth pondering.

But it is impossible to deny that the "coward" is right about one thing: among the things taken away by Abraham's tribesmen when he left, there are very likely sealed objects related to the Wanderer's extraordinary characteristics.

If this is true, then there is a way -

The people of Abraham's family can lie and hide their identities, but they can't hide the names of their ships. As long as I keep an eye on the ships leaving from major ports, will I have a chance to find them?

Chapter 519: The true identity of "Intis"?

Edward didn't know how to clone himself, nor could he watch the port 24 hours a day, but he could go to various ports and control some people to help him watch. Once he found a ship named "Laurel" about to go out to sea, he would recite a three-part prayer to notify himself.

Of course, there is also a possibility that the Laurel did not go through a regular port when it set sail, or that the descendants of Abraham used seals to hide their tracks, in which case there is really nothing that can be done.

But, what needs to be done must be done.

Thinking of this, he rubbed his temples and felt a headache: the workload involved is really a lot.

...

After leaving Sephira Castle, Edward found Dubois and asked him to find him a map that marked all the ports of coastal cities.

Dubois hesitated and said, "Boss, when you say all...do you mean literally 'all'?"

"That's right."

"That's going to be a bit troublesome. I'm afraid it's hard to find this kind of map on the market. It may take me some time to make it custom-made."

Edward nodded: "Yes, I understand. I'll try my best." He paused, "Oh, first buy me a map with as many ports marked as possible."

"I'll go right away!"

"etc."

Edward picked up a portrait on the desk and asked, "Have you seen this person?"

The person in the painting was the young man predicted by divination a few days ago. Judging from his attire and the fact that he was qualified to have contact with the Archbishop of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, he must be either rich or noble. Dubois might know him.

Dubois looked carefully and shook his head: "I don't know him. May I ask who he is..."

"I don't know either, but he should be a noble at least."

"I see. I'll go and ask around for you."

"good."

After Dubois left quickly, Edward poured a glass of water and walked to the terrace, leaning on the railing and looking at the garden below. He didn't have a clear idea of ​​what he was looking at, but was just emptying his mind.

At this moment, an unpleasant piano sound came over, kicking his hearing rudely and pouring into Edward's brain.

"…"

Only then did he remember that Bernadette was still taking classes in another room.

But,

Don't smart people learn anything quickly?

With Bernadette's intelligence, there's no way she could play the piano so badly, right?

He returned to the room, transformed into a spirit and came to the room where Bernadette was learning piano. He saw her looking at the piano teacher wearing a mask of pain with a smirk on her face, her ten fingers dancing quickly on the keys.

Confirmed!

This girl just plays it as awfully as possible on purpose!

This is actually quite remarkable. It's like wanting to fill in all the multiple-choice questions on a test and still get 0 points. That's only if you know the correct answer to every question and accurately avoid choosing the answers.

What a child he is. He uses his cleverness in such crooked ways.

Edward snapped his fingers lightly and used [False Truth].

Bernadette certainly felt that her playing was terrible at this moment, but seeing that the three tutors were each more miserable and uncomfortable than the other, and had to pretend to be patient and teach her over and over again, the pride in her heart immediately overwhelmed the pain brought by the terrible playing.

Humph!

I wonder who among you dares to teach me in the future!

I wonder what my mother will do to me!

At this moment, she suddenly felt the piano keys touched by her fingers become soft and sticky, with a slight warmth.

She was stunned and looked down, her face suddenly turned pale: the piano in front of her had turned into a monster with a huge mouth, a mouth full of sharp teeth, a bright red tongue, a head full of blood-red eyes, and foul-smelling body fluids all over its body.

"…"

Bernadette's mind went blank and her pupils were fixed with fear.

The next second, the horrible monster opened its mouth wide and rushed towards her. She screamed and stepped back, but was tripped by a stool and sat on the ground.

But the monster was drooling and getting closer and closer. She rolled and crawled, screaming in fear: "Ah! Help!"

The next second, the monster suddenly disappeared, and all that was left was the three home teachers with stunned looks on their faces. The piano was still there, not turning into a monster, not rushing towards him, and not chasing him. It was as if it was just an illusion...

No!

Not as if!

It must be Mr. Sparrow!

Bernadette understood quickly. She puffed up her cheeks and wanted to shout Mr. Sparrow. After glancing at the three stunned tutors standing beside her, she rubbed her little butt, got up and ran out.

Mr. Sparrow is so annoying!

Not only did he team up with my mother to bully me, but he also used hallucinations to create monsters to scare me!

snort!

You must take me out to sea to find mermaids again today, otherwise this matter will not end! !

Bernadette ran outside and began looking for Edward, but unfortunately, in her spirit state, she couldn't see him even if he was standing right in front of her.

So she went all the way to the living room, but still didn't see Edward. She hesitated for a few seconds and ran upstairs again, arriving in front of the study.

But she didn't push the door open abruptly. Instead, she stretched out her little hand and knocked gently on the door: "Mr. Sparrow, are you in there?"

Edward's voice came out: "Not here."

"…"

She immediately pouted, turned the handle, pushed the door open and walked in, "Are you lying to the kids?"

Edward sat back at the desk and said seriously, "Ah, you figured it out. You're really smart!"

"…"

Bernadette stepped forward and snorted, "It was Mr. Sparrow who made the piano turn into a monster just now, wasn't it?"

She walked to the chair in front of the desk and sat down, puffing her cheeks: "I'm scared!"

"so what."

"So, you're going to take me to the mermaid as compensation... Ouch!"

Edward flicked her forehead, leaving a red mark. "Your mother trusted me... and Dubois, so she let you come here every day. But you don't study hard. How can I explain this to Matilda?"

"Who said I didn't study hard?"

Bernadette said seriously, "I have already learned what the teacher taught me today! But she still wants me to play it over and over again. It's so annoying and boring!"

She folded her hands, "And drawing... the teacher just asks me to draw lines over and over again, which is even more boring!"

"Then you can prove to the teachers that you have learned it, and then let them teach you new ones."

"That's not right!"

She immediately retorted loudly, "Now that you have learned it, shouldn't you have a good rest today? Why do you have to continue learning more? People who learn quickly should be rewarded, not punished!"

Edward was stunned: "Huh?"

"Look, if two people take a class together, and one of them takes one hour to learn what the teacher teaches, while the other takes four hours, then the one who learns first is better, right?"

"Yes. +6! Look at the book. It's been published. +6! It's been published. +6! Look at the book. It's been published. +6! It's been published. +6!

"Should excellent people be rewarded?"

Edward nodded: "Yes."

"So what do you think is the reward for letting the person who learned first to rest, or for letting her continue to learn more difficult things?"

"Of course..."

Edward swallowed the words and said expressionlessly, "Of course, I will continue to learn more and more difficult things..."

I almost got tricked by this little girl!

Bernadette glared at him angrily, "You say one thing and mean another!"

"…"

Damn, if it was Lilith, a little red flower would have solved the problem, but Bernadette was able to "argue with reason" and left me speechless.

no!

Adults have to use their own unique skills when facing children: double standards + sophistry + denial + this is for your own good!

"Huh?"

At this moment, Bernadette picked up the painting on the table and said, "How did you get his portrait?"

What a forced interruption of skill release!

"You know the man in the portrait."

"Hmm…"

She hesitated for a few seconds, "If he really is that person, I know him."

"who is he?"

Bernadette's azure eyes turned slightly, and she said with a pouty mouth: "I won't tell you! Unless you admit that 'letting the person who learns first to rest is a reward'!"

Edward turned and walked out, "Then I'll go ask Matilda."

The little girl quickly jumped off the chair and pulled Edward's hand, "Oh, I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"

"I met this man once last year when my parents and I attended a banquet. My father said that he was the most powerful person in Intis, His Majesty the King of Intis."

"!!!"

Edward was shocked. Although he had expected that the person who appeared in the dream divination must be either rich or noble, he had never thought of him as a king.

Oh my god, he really is a big shot!

So, "Intis" is actually the king of Intis? !

No wonder he gave himself this code name. In a sense, the entire Intis belongs to him!

If "Intis" is really the king, it makes sense that he controls the puppet Tariq to do things for him. After all, although his status is noble, his actions are inevitably limited, and a puppet controlled by him can help him accomplish many things.

Um?

Edward frowned. As the king of Intis, shouldn't he have ten thousand ways to keep the villa at No. 7 Rose Street in his own hands and not rent it out or sell it?

Even if it was rented out, shouldn't there be 10,000 ways to investigate the tenants' information? Why did you ask for the commission at a party? -- You didn't just want to use the map to trick others, did you?

Also, what is the use of the brass stick that "amplifies spirituality"? Was it really because of the brass stick that he didn't go to the party this time?

Or is it because I destroyed the doll?

Was he similar to me before, using the doll as a transit point to attend the gathering of the Twilight Hermits?

There are many possibilities.

Tsk!

So, how do you take revenge on a country's king?

Chapter 520: Still Medici

Of course, Edward's first thought was to drive him off the throne, and Roselle would do this in the future. First, he undermined the king's power and took control of Intis as the consul. Later, he declared himself emperor and drove the Soran royal family out of power.

However, that will be a dozen or even dozens of years later.

But it's interesting to think about it. The current action plan of the Twilight Hermits is to promote the trend of the times with Roselle as the center.

"Intis" was also faithfully carrying out the mission (assassinating Earl Clear) according to the action plan. Perhaps Father Maozi had promised him something when he pulled him into the party, but in the end, the royal family of Solon was destined to be destroyed by Roselle - one can imagine how angry and desperate "Intis" would be by then.

As expected of Father Mao, he can sacrifice anyone - including himself.

"Hello~Hello~"

At this moment, a white little hand waved in front of her eyes. Bernadette came over and asked curiously, "Why are you suddenly in a daze?"

"This is not daydreaming, this is thinking."

"ah?"

"This shows that I trust you enough. If it were someone else, I would have to find a safe place to think."

This sentence immediately made Bernadette smile. She patted her chest and said, "That's right! You can trust me completely!"

Edward picked her up and sat her on the desk, then asked, "Beibei, do you know what kind of person the King of Intis is?"

"What...what kind of person is that?"

"Well, his personality, preferences, habits and so on."

Bernadette thought carefully for a while and said, "At that time, he received Dad very happily and warmly, praised his inventions and contributions to Intis, and also awarded Dad a title."

"Then, they went about their business like they usually do at a banquet, smoking cigars, drinking, eating, and bragging, but the king seldom spoke. He always stayed quietly in one place with a smile on his face."

Edward asked again: "So what is your father's and other people's attitude towards him?"

"I don't know, but everyone seemed very happy anyway." She frowned and said, "That was a year ago, I have almost forgotten it!"

"Okay, thank you! You really helped me a lot this time!"

Bernadette immediately stretched out her hand, "What about my reward?"

Edward took out a doll of a fairy tale character and placed it in her palm. She looked at it happily and whispered, "Mr. Sparrow, please take me out to the sea again. I haven't seen a mermaid yet."

"I really have something else to do later...something very important!"