13 Mink Street

Alfred's figure fell slowly, and when the soles of the leather shoes hit the ground, there was a crisp sound.

"I believe that at some point in the future, it may be five years later, ten years later, a hundred years... or even a future that is farther away and cannot be counted by years;

When you remember tonight, your body will tremble uncontrollably, and your soul will be uncontrollably excited.

please remember,

You are the first visitors. "

Alfred made a "please" gesture.

Murray and Ventura walked down side by side.

Ventura looked at Alfred and asked, "Mr. Alfred, where is this place?"

"I remember that I have already answered your question." Alfred smiled, "Of course, I won't force you to be clear when you first see and hear the first introduction. What a great miracle you are facing now."

paused,

Alfred added: "Hehe, you know I was shocked all night."

Murray and Ventura walked to the center of the formation and stopped.

Alfred flicked his fingertips lightly, and the formation began to operate. In an instant, layers of fire of order began to rise slowly around, and the huge chandelier above slowly fell, and the black halo spread out, creating an extremely rich atmosphere. of mystery and solemnity.

None of these belong to the essence of this formation.

In fact, apart from Karen himself, no one can actually run this 12-coffin formation.

What Alfred manipulated was arranged by himself, and the design and furnishings around him were all arranged by the people in Allen Manor.

Its purpose is for today, when he needs to preach great teachings to newcomers, it can be more atmospheric.

A good atmosphere can significantly improve learning efficiency.

Murray and Ventura looked around, both shocked by this scene.

This is like Richard who understands formations but not a summoner. The two of them are fighters, and their understanding of formations is actually very superficial. Even Karen spent a lot of time and energy on formations. Introduction to law.

Therefore, the "religious picture sense" designed by Alfred himself touched them.

However, Alfred also secretly made a note in his heart. Next time, if he wants to "teach" someone who is proficient in formations, he has to change to a different kind of "ambient light".

"It is clearly recorded in the mythology of Symmetra that under the command of the God of Order, there are 12 Knights of Order. They were awakened by the God of Order, and they were extremely loyal to God, and accompanied God through the era of God Wars throughout the era.

The names of each of them are recorded in the religious history of the Cult of Order, and many Lord Knights have made indelible contributions to the establishment of the Cult of Order.

12 knights of order, not just a title, but also 12 monuments!

And here,

There are exactly 12 coffins. What I can tell you now is that 2 coffins already have owners in them, and 10 coffins are still empty. At present, the lady in the deepest part of Congers’ tomb is likely to move in the future. Get in here and take a coffin seat. "

Ventura said: "This is the captain, is he paying tribute to the God of Order?"

Alfred bent slightly, looked at Ventura, and said, "Ventura, I know you admire the captain, don't you?"

"Yes, of course!"

"Then please magnify, spread and elevate the admiration in your heart. Don't be restricted by established thinking, and don't be restricted by secular taboos, because no matter how bold the fantasy is, it can't be worth the real event."

"I……"

Alfred pointed to Murry and said, "Look, our vice-captain Murray is much more involved than you."

Ventura turned his head to look at Murry beside him, who was staring blankly at the surrounding scene.

Both Murray's "knife" and "shield" were ordered by Karen. That scene has always been imprinted in his mind and cannot be erased.

"Don't worry, I'll introduce you slowly." Alfred walked to the first coffin, "This is the first coffin, but the owner inside is not the first one to lie in it. His name is Sarah. Man, a follower of the Pamires religion, has mastered the extremely exquisite space forging technology."

Ventura: "Pamires religion?"

"Yes, it is the Pamiresian Cult caught in the middle of the war between order and reincarnation. Mr. Saman felt cold that his own theological religion had become a tool in the game of orthodox theological religion, and chose the way of martyrdom. Take your own life.

But the great existence gave him a second chance to return, and now, Mr. Saman is lying here sleeping, waiting for the call of the great existence at the right time. "

Alfred went to the second coffin and introduced: "The one lying in this coffin is Earl Recar Allen. He is a famous head of the Allen family in history. His pirate story , It is still circulating in the sea.

Earl Recar is the first 'knight' of the great existence to wake up, and he and his family have already dedicated their loyalty to the great existence. "

Murray asked, "Do you want to collect 12 coffins?"

"The Great Existence is a detailist. He has an aesthetic that is difficult for the world to reach. I think he will not lower his requirements in order to forcefully fill 12 coffins, but the process of pursuing perfection will never stop."

Ventura scratched his head and asked, "I still... don't understand."

He was very anxious, because he could perceive from Alfred's introduction that this must be very great and mysterious, but he still didn't understand it.

"Don't worry, I will continue to introduce you. Believe me, after you walk out of the performance hall tonight, your legs will tremble."

Alfred clapped his hands.

Pu'er stood in the middle of the front wall, and at the same time said to Alfred below: "Radio goblin, I regret that I followed you here out of curiosity."

With a light wave of Alfred's palm, the angle of the candlelight was adjusted, and Pu'er's shadow reflected on the wall became bigger and more majestic. It was no longer like a cat, but more like squatting there lion.

"Now, allow me to reintroduce you to this cat:

The best genius in the history of the Allen family;

The captain of the expedition team who crossed the sea more than a hundred years ago;

Spirit born of fire;

The God of Light 'designated' the inheritor;

evil knight;

the pillow of a great existence;

Beautiful Miss Pall Allen! "

Pu'er: "What is the last title?"

Alfred responded: "I'm just stating the facts, without adding any exaggeration and without making the slightest distortion. Well, you can see the ceremony."

Pu'er pouted, but still curtseyed.

Murray responded immediately.

Seeing this, Ventura immediately learned to do the same.

"I know you must have a lot of doubts in your mind, but don't worry, please allow me to introduce the next one."

As soon as Alfred finished speaking, Pu'er walked to the other side and used his paws to push aside the picture scroll under him, and the picture scroll fell, showing a big golden retriever on it.

Pu'er teased in a low voice: "Stupid Dog must regret not coming, but it would be nice to hang a portrait."

Alfred pointed to the scroll and turned to look at Murray and Ventura, asking, "You should know it, right?"

Murray nodded: "Yes."

Ventura replied: "It's the golden retriever from the captain's family."

"Yes, but no, listen up, it's:

holder of the god

Servant of the God of Order;

The white gloves of a series of main gods such as the god of reincarnation;

Sea God Slayer;

The driving force behind the collapse of the Sea God Cult;

The most staunch admirer of the goddess Mills;

The great being is the faithful guardian of the bedroom door;

The evil god of the judgment of the Cult of Order——Raniedar. "

"Evil God?" Murray was stunned, "You mean, the golden retriever at home, it...is...the evil god?"

Ventura exclaimed in amazement: "I even fed it!"

"In the gate of reincarnation, you have seen his clone, that is Lord Dar."

Muli and Ventura stood there, petrified already.

The cat and dog in the captain's house have such a terrible background?

In other words, how terrible is the background of the captain who can have such cats and dogs as pets?

Alfred clapped his hands, Pu'er snorted, and helped to open the next scroll. These paintings were drawn by Alfred in advance.

On the scroll, is an old man.

"In the tomb of Congers, Mrs. Gandillo... oh, that's the name of that lady. Mrs. Gandillo once said in front of everyone that the young master's family background is the highest among all. Now, I Let me introduce you to the young master's family background:

The most dazzling genius of the Cult of Order in the past hundred years;

Initiator of the curse of the God of Order;

Owner of three godhead shards;

Temple Bomber of Order;

the great grandfather;

The eternal judge of order in Luojia City... Des Inmeles. "

"The temple bombing?" Murray obviously knew about it, "He did it, the captain's grandfather?"

Alfred smiled and said, "I don't think anyone would be foolish enough to claim this honor, because people will die, and they will die terribly."

Ventura was dizzy when he heard it. His knowledge and cognition had obviously been out of touch with the current situation, so he could only ask Murry, "So, the captain's grandfather is..."

Murray replied: "The captain's grandfather is the elder of the temple."

"Wow." Ventura exclaimed, "The captain's grandfather is as powerful as the captain."

Murray showed a wry smile, because he recalled Karen's teasing about his family, and he once said that a big family like his own basically couldn't get rid of this problem; when he said this, he still had a hint of A tone that you don't understand;

Thinking about it now, people don't know why they are laughing.

The direct grandson of the elder of the temple!

"Next..."

"Wait, wait, Mr. Alfred, please wait!"

Ventura raised his hand, as if he had discovered something, he ran closer to Diss' portrait, and asked in confusion, "How do I feel, this grandpa, looks so familiar?"

As he spoke, Ventura put his fingers in front of his eyes, covering part of his view, and then slowly stepped back, covering the rest of Diss's face as much as possible.

"Why is it so familiar? So familiar..."

Alfred didn't let Ventura continue to wonder and doubt, and told him the answer directly:

"Master Diss once treated a pair of polluted Christian couples in York City. Master Diss once regretted that he only reduced the pain of the couple and prolonged their lives, but he couldn't solve the problem in their children. Pollution issue, I just hope that child can grow up strong on his own."

Pu'er, who heard this passage from above, blinked. Diss never said this. In fact, with Diss' personality, he would never say such a thing. This passage is obviously Alfred. added drama.

But Pu'er can also understand reasonable artistic processing, and it is even less likely to take the initiative to dismantle the stage at this time.

With a "plop", Ventura crossed his hands in front of his chest, knelt down towards the portrait of Diss, and began to worship.

Since he was a child, there has been a portrait of Diss in the living room of his house, but in that portrait, Diss is wearing a mask on his face, but Ventura's grandparents have a deep memory of Diss' temperament at the time, so they asked a painter to paint He is also very particular about details, so just now, Ventura will...

Of course, this painting was drawn by Alfred. In the afternoon, he specially modified some details so that the portrait of Diss in this painting and the portrait of Ventura's family fit better.

At the beginning, when Ventura didn't recognize him, Alfred thought about whether to turn up the brightness of the lights. After all, the light inside was a bit dim to create an atmosphere.

Fortunately, Ventura is a very observant teenager.

Ventura raised his head, tears streaming down his face, which stemmed from what his grandparents taught him all the time.

"Mr. Alfred, the captain already knew, didn't he?"

Alfred replied: "Yes, that's why the captain treats you so well."

Ventura cried even harder, and he wiped his tears with his sleeves: "It should be me who wants to protect the captain, it shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this."

People who are kind to you are still taking care of you, Ventura's heart has long been filled with an emotion called moving.

"You've done a good job. Being invited here tonight is the most direct proof of your loyalty."

Alfred pointed to himself and said: "Next, please allow me to introduce myself. I am the most devout follower of the young master. The young master gave me a surname. My current full name is:

Alfred Sao. "

Alfred felt that this was enough, and there was no need to add too much.

Murray asked: "So, the captain's family background, the captain's side, the captain's..."

After the initial shock from the news, Murray gradually showed clinical symptoms of a stroke from a seemingly calm "dumbness".

It's really the news one by one, which makes people a little caught off guard, like your head is still in place, but your body has gone to nowhere. Head everywhere.

Alfred said: "The young master is walking on the road of order, and the last one who walked on this road is the god of order."

When Muli and Ventura heard this, their bodies began to tremble. For them who believed in order, these words were the biggest taboo.

Alfred raised his arms and shouted in a voice that could bring great incitement and excitement:

"This is your opportunity, such an opportunity, even if measured by the length of an era, is very rare.

therefore,

Please continue to work hard, please be more devout, and please continue to dedicate all your loyalty to the great existence.

I believe,

There will also be your place on the murals that will be worshiped by future generations after countless years.

so,

Do your best,

For a more conspicuous mural location! "

...

Murray and Ventura walked out of the auditorium and walked towards the castle step by step.

Alfred stood on the steps of the auditorium, Pu'er stepped from his side, and said with a smile: "It seems that there is no too violent reaction, especially your last paragraph of sensationalism, the emotions are a little out of control, it seems so A bit pompous."

"I admit that I have some emotions substituted, but I just can't help it, but I don't think I did a bad job, I can prove it to you."

"how to prove?"

"10, 9, 8..."

"What are you doing?" Pu'er asked suspiciously.

"3, 2, 1!"

"Plop!" "Puff!"

Murray and Ventura fell to the ground together, with weak legs.

...

In the patriarch's study room, Karen was standing by the window, looking at the scenery under the night sky. The moonlight tonight was very hazy and the moon halo was very strong.

He wasn't worried about the effect of Alfred showing people around the auditorium. After all, in this regard, he only needed to step on the brakes on Alfred, but never had to worry about Alfred's own motivation.

After standing for a while, Karen sat back on the desk, opened the drawer, and took out a notebook. This was not the notebook in his funeral club study, but he had used it here.

In short, the old Anderson has been very careful to maintain all the traces left by himself in this study.

Picking up a pen, Karen wrote on the blank page:

"When Alfred asked for my opinion, I hesitated, because I had warned him that large-scale preaching is not allowed now, because it may attract the attention of certain specific forces.

I don't want to become like Mr. Phileas, at least, before I have enough self-protection strength, I prefer to place myself in the shadow of order and continue to explore and move forward.

But I ended up saying yes to Alfred's roster.

Although I admit that every time more people know about my identity, there will be more danger, but I can trust these two people, and I am willing to take this risk.

This is actually not in line with my usual style of doing things. I always like to be cautious, cautious and cautious, because I know that no matter what my body or soul is walking, there is no condition or capital for making mistakes.

So why did you agree?

I stood by the bed and thought for a long time, not thinking about the answer to this question, but thinking about whether to write this answer down.

Because this answer is a little untrue and contrived, it takes a little courage to write it down, and it may even be laughed at.

Although no outsider should be able to read this text, but I am very afraid that when I read this again in the future, I will laugh at my past self, which is the current me. "

Karen picked up the glass, took a sip of ice water, sat there silent for a long time, and finally wrote down a word:

"Lonely."